"Rend."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In less than an instant, both of Aurus's arms had been cut off by what seemed to be an incredibly sharp yet intangible aura. Naturally, this aura came from the blade Zeldrion was holding, Valtyrisk. To most of the bystanders that had been watching from afar, they only saw a quick flash of light emanate from the blade Zeldrion was wielding. However, to Dalton, he could not help but look at Zeldrion with a solemn expression.
"Something has changed," Dalton muttered as he knew that the skill Zeldrion used was different than that. Although it achieved the same result as what happened to Aurus's arms, the aura formed by the attack would usually take on the form of a large dragon before compressing at the final moment. But instead, the aura was imbued with the power of a dragon, yet had the form of a blade…only to be compressed even further.
