'Just to test it out before the big battle.'
Just as Corey had this thought, the black liquid-like energy he gathered into his right hand expanded and elongated.
A second later, a pure black scythe that seemed to be made out of black bones and was also a head taller than Corey appeared beside him.
Corey looked at it, and observed it for a moment. The black bones reminded Corey of the crown Death wore, and he wondered if the two of them were made out of the same materials.
Then there was the blade of the scythe. Despite it being made out of bones, Corey could feel a sharpness that even made him to feel like he would be cut with ease if he was at the receiving end of the scythe.
'I wonder what the scythe is made of.'
Corey thought with intrigue, and then he let go of the scythe. His telekinesis held it, and the moment he did, he narrowed his eyes.
