Leon's vitality erupted from his body like a storm unchained, a torrent of life essence spilling outward as he charged into the suffocating shroud of the death zone. The corruption answered immediately, latching onto him, dragging at his essence with hungry claws. His very life force burned away at an alarming rate, but Leon had already decided, before the zone consumed him, he would bring this abomination down.
His blade hummed in his grip.
"King of Force,"
Leon muttered under his breath, and power flooded through him. His Tier III Force Affinity surged, swelling to a strength far beyond its normal limits. The energy clung to him like a second skin, coating both his body and sword in a gleaming, almost oppressive aura.
