There was no massive explosion, no remarkable sign that his slash had even caused damage. There was only the darkness left behind once all light was consumed by that thin black line.
The world was silent. When light once again flooded the area, Damien was finally able to see the effects of his new art.
The ground had been cleaved in two even though the slash didn't extend that far. Although the girth of the new chasm wasn't anything major, the depth and length were indeterminable.
Other than that single far-reaching line, nothing else remained in front of him.
"Haa…"
The distant sounds of battle finally returned as everything went back to normal. It was only then that Damien realized how far he and Polius had moved from the original battlefield.
Each of their blows carried the power to wipe out tens of Captains at once, so it was only natural that they wouldn't be confined to a small area while making their exchange.