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Even though it was currently very limited on heavier objects, and that would likewise apply to weapons being wielded with great Strength as well as that was even worse than just a heavy weapon, that didn't mean it was useless. 

Zurog regained his balance, snarling. He could still feel that heavy punch, and it had jarred him quite seriously. Behind him, his Rotten Wolves and companions were still ripping each other apart. His heart was truly bleeding. 

The entire gnoll village had been wiped out by these people. He could feel a dense rage bubbling up within him. 

Unbeknownst to Zurog and even Sylas, Madness had inexplicably taken hold. 

Zurog roared and slashed out, his Aether spinning freely as a blade jetted out toward Sylas. 

Sylas' eyes widened. He hadn't been expecting this at all. 

Sudden Burst.