But I couldn't let him finish whatever this was. If he reached full strength, there'd be nothing left to stop him—not me, not the clan, not this entire mountain.
I moved.
In a blur, I dashed forward, void energy surging around me as I slashed again and again, sending multiple rift blades screaming through the air. Each one howled as it tore across the battlefield, ripping the terrain open in jagged scars.
They struck true—clean, precise hits straight through his body.
But Jael didn't even flinch.
His death aura swallowed the attacks whole, each rift slash passing through his form as if cutting smoke. And the energy that didn't vanish simply continued its path, cleaving into the mountainside behind him.
KRRAAACK!
The mountain split with a deep, groaning rumble, chunks of rock breaking free and tumbling down the slope. A jagged trench stretched across the ground where the slashes had struck, glowing faintly with the aftershock of void energy.
