Damian's head rose fully, his crimson eyes locking onto the weapon.
The man's posture shifted, his entire body moving into a stance that looked both relaxed and perfectly balanced.
Then he moved.
"First Sever."
WHOOSH
The sword cut through the air.
A single clean strike, simple and direct.
Stack: 5
The force lingered in the air where the blade had passed, intent made visible.
"Second Sever."
WHOOSH CRACK
The blade cut again, but this time the previous strike's force didn't fade.
It merged with the new attack, the intent from both strikes combining into something greater.
Stack: 15
The air screamed as the doubled force carved a line that cut deeper than steel alone could reach.
"Third Sever."
CRACK BOOM
The sword moved, and the accumulated force exploded outward.
Each previous strike fed into this one, three layers of intent stacking into a single edge.
Stack: 35
