Fearless Ego (3/3)

The burst of radiance as bright as the sun forced even Lydia to narrow her eyes slightly while Rhode covered Christie's eyes with his hand as he turned away. The shadows on the ground trembled like a struggling monster as the radiance devoured it entirely.

The whole world was pure whiteness.

But only for an instant.

The vibrant colors returned after the radiance vanished and shortly after, everyone heard a muffled bam. The Mist Sword Saint was covered in dirt from head to toe as he half-kneeled on the ground. He clasped his Daybreak tightly, but the legendary weapon had lost its usual brilliance. Rhode was familiar with this scene as his Gracier and Madaras had met the same situation before. Even though the durability of magical weapons was incredibly strong, they would be equally hopeless in the face of an attack that exceeded their maximum tolerance.