He did not know how Jared had survived the void passage, yet he was certain a one-handed swat would be more than enough to crush a mere Earthly immortal.
Jared smiled faintly. His palm opened, and sword intent shimmered into being, born from nothing but the conviction in his blood. In the same heartbeat, his body vanished.
To face Enaricus, he did not even use the Dragonslayer Sword, forging instead a weapon from raw sword intent alone.
The sight wiped the smirk from Enaricus' face. Brows furrowed, he felt a ripple of unease slip beneath his armor of pride.
Summoning a blade that swiftly, from sheer will, was something no ordinary Earthly Immortal could fathom, much less achieve.
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