"How do you know a rune technique?" Aubelard asked.
"The memory of my blood lineage," Arlcard answered. "The lineage which you admired enough to turn me into your kind. Now you will reap what you had sown!"
The runes around Arlcard sipped into his body as he turned into a black shadow. The shadow turned into a giant sword and zoomed towards Aubelard. Aubelard dodged to the side, but the shadow followed. It stabbed into Aubelard and disappeared inside him.
Aubelard was motionless briefly before numerous sharp shadows stabbed out of his body. He screamed in pain as one sharp shadow erupted after another. These sharp shadows made a turn in the air and stabbed right back into his body, the cycle repeated endless time. His HP which had been largely recovered went back down again rapidly.
Jack watched the scene in fascination. That skill was terrifying. Aubelard was helpless while his inside was being ravaged.