Well Forged

Karl struggled to his feet and felt [Eternal Lightning] slowly refreshing the stamina that he had burned through to keep all those [Hellstorm] spells active.

As long as he didn't go overboard, he should be fine.

But with that in mind, he switched to his two-handed blade, which was already humming with the stolen energy of hundreds of slain enemies.

He didn't need to hold it for the sword to do its work, but he did need to use it for the ability to transfer energy back to him.

The influx of power sent a pleasant tingle through his body, and Karl launched himself into the boars. Many were blinded by the fire, their vulnerable eyes scorched and destroyed.

So, what followed was not the sort of vicious battle that he should expect, but a one-sided slaughter, basically harvesting the boars.

The blade seemed almost happy today, soaked in the blood of the Giant Boars.