[5-star Arcane Martial Art: Hell Rampage Strikes.]
Rudrean rolled his shoulder once.
The glaive felt different in his hand now. Same weapon. Different intent.
Rockwon's saber lifted. The scales across his body shifted, darkening from light blue to sapphire as he poured more of his Arcane Path into his guard. He had felt the shape of something new form in the air, and the experienced fighter in him understood, even before the boy moved.
He committed.
The first swing came in low.
Diagonal slash. Flame trailing in a thin crimson line behind the glaive's edge. Wind humming along the blade. Rockwon's saber met it cleanly. The impact felt almost gentle.
Then the second came in from above.
Same weapon. Same speed. But the wind from the first strike rotated into the second now, and the flame layered over itself, and the impact landed twice as hard.
Rockwon's arm shook.
"What is this?" he hissed.
Rudrean did not answer.
The third strike came from the right.
