Heavenly
He seemed to be able to draw and erase at will. And yet, he was never erasing at all. Instead, he was rearranging, fitting the Fundamental Runes in like puzzle pieces and sliding them in together.
This left only a single logical conclusion.
Ryu had never made a mistake, he had never second guessed himself, and he was continuously charging forward like a fearless sword.
The more he worked, the more complex the Immortal Sakura seemed to become.
Dark Phoenix Heavenly Patterns radiated up its crystalline trunk, its branches became akin to grey clouds, ethereal and untraceable.
It was a sight that had stripped the Immortal Sakura of its beauty, and yet had given it a devastating and powerful aura instead. It looked like a true force of nature, enough to shudder the heart with a single glance.