Lyodra flew through the air in wide arcs, her blazing presence successfully drawing the attention of the magical rune.
The moment the fire laser stopped targeting him, Ethan pulled his sword free and steadied his breathing.
The oppressive heat that had been pressing down on him slowly faded, replaced by a tense stillness that felt almost unnatural.
However, Ethan knew one thing for certain. To destroy that rune, he could not rely on Bloodblade Ashura.
That sword was built for raw destruction, fueled by bloodlust and overwhelming power. The rune floating above the city was different.
It was structured, precise, and guarded by layers of magical balance. If he forced Ashura into it, the backlash could be severe.
Ethan slid the crimson blade back into its sheath. A translucent notification panel appeared in front of him, hovering silently in the air.
[Mode Ashura Deactivated]
