Aldred's blade, a sinister amalgam of dark energy and steel, plunged deep into the chest of a towering demon.
"Shatter."
With a whispered command that seemed to echo with the weight of centuries, the sword shattered, its fragments scattering like a swarm of vengeful spirits.
Each shard became a missile of destruction, seeking out the heart of every demon within reach.
The air filled with the eerie sound of the blade's fragments whistling through the air, a chorus of death for their foes.
"By the elven stars…" Elralya breathed, her usual composure slipping as she witnessed the devastating efficiency of Aldred's weapon.
Her eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and admiration, flicked to Aldred, reassessing the man who had become their unlikely ally. "His power had grown since last time I saw him."