The space around the True Depravita of Wrath distorted as bones shifted and muscles expanded. In a grotesque yet controlled transformation, four additional arms tore free from his torso—two emerging from below his armpits and two forming above his shoulders—granting him a total of six arms.
Each hand flexed slowly.
"Scalibur," Vlad intoned.
A sword of radiant authority manifested in his grip.
"Gram."
Another blade formed, humming with ancient destruction.
"Durendal."
"Tyrfing."
"Joyeuse."
"Hauteclere."
With each name spoken, a Peak Lord Tier god weapon materialized, filling his hands one by one. Each weapon alone demanded immense energy to wield, enough to cripple most Lords instantly. Vlad showed no hesitation. He triggered their powers simultaneously.
The result was catastrophic.
