'I must engrave every moment of this fight in my body and mana core.' The Master thought. 'This is a unique opportunity to overcome my limits and learn the secrets of Blade Spells that still evade me.'
'Ignite.' Lith dispelled his teammates' worries with a simple command.
Dread Flames set the wild aura seeping out of the weapons ablaze, shrouding them in violent bursts of silvery fire. The Dread Flames fed upon the excess mana and relieved the pressure the Blade Spells exerted on the power cores.
Not a single iota of energy was lost as the silvery flames and Ruin merged into one.
Lith checked the readings of the Eyes of Menadion one last time before swinging Ragnarök. He had no mind link with the Apprentice Eyes and needed time to study the information they provided.
