The angry blade screamed in pain, forced to redirect part of its energy to repair the dent.
Unlike cracks, deformations in the metal would alter the position of the mystical runes engraved on their surface and compromise the stability of every spell imbued in an artifact with potentially disastrous consequences.
Lith was still shocked by the inexplicable turn of events when the huge barbarian holding the shield attacked him with the jagged ax in his other hand.
The blow came down harder than Lith had ever experienced. Not even Thrud's Divine Beasts had been this strong which like the rest of the fight made no sense to him.
'What the fuck is going on? I can see with Life Vision that this guy is actually a shapeshifted Emperor Beast, but even though his bright violet core is more powerful than my violet, I should still beat him in raw strength.'
