From a cloudless sky, the atmosphere abruptly darkened. The oppressive clouds loomed so low they seemed almost within reach, suffocating everyone beneath. Michel gazed at the rapidly changing environment, filled with horror. It was now unequivocally clear to him that Alex mastered the Supreme Sword Intent.
Meanwhile, Isabella, a practitioner primarily of sword arts, stood in stunned silence. Although she had never truly grasped the full scope of Alex's capabilities, the intense eruption of sword intent left no doubts about his profound mastery.
As Alex gently adjusted his grip, the Frost Sword's humming escalated fiercely. The blade, resonant with the might of an ancient beast awakening after millennia, emitted a deadly will to consume all, almost struggling to escape Alex's control.