He remained rooted to the spot, his chest heaving as a tidal wave of power surged through his body, and joy blossomed in his heart. He knew he had just broken through a towering barrier, his sword intent had climbed to a brand-new height.
Blades kept crossing, and with every breath, Jared's understanding deepened.
He discovered that sword intent was not merely destructive strength; it was a communion with heaven and earth, with rivers, forests, and life itself. The golem's varied techniques were nothing less than physical expressions of that very communion.
In one particularly ferocious clash, the Dragonslayer Sword rang out in a clear, joyful cry and erupted in brilliant light, the first time the weapon had reacted so since acknowledging Jared as its master.
He understood at once, as his comprehension soared, so too did his sword's latent power. From that moment, he no longer regarded the fight as a struggle for survival, but as a rare chance to temper himself.
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