A pulse of power, amazingly intense, profound, carrying a weight that cracked apart the ground filled the entire courtyard.
"By the sky!" Arianna and Lyra sucked in a slight wave of cold breath, their eyes wide with a mixture of awe and trepidation.
This pulse of power... it robbed them of air. Even though they were in their natural state, it still felt as if this pulse of power could break apart anything that it set its terrifying might upon.
The very air seemed to crystallize, shards of ice and fragments of lightning suspended in a moment of terrible beauty. The world around them groaned under the weight of the power being unleashed, reality itself straining at the seams.
Lyra and Arianna could only look upon Gladius in stunned silence. As right at that moment, a sparkling arc of lightning glistening with the frost of ice gleamed all across Gladius's finger.