The instant the blade was fully sheathed, the blockers, caught entirely off guard, were bisected by a powerful golden invisible gust, their upper bodies sliding from their lower halves...
The clean cuts left by the Zephyr Blade showed no sign of cruelty or malice, only the pure, uncontrolled force of nature that Aeolus commanded.
As the fallen enemies collapsed, their eyes widened to the limit in shock, a path was cleared. Aeolus placed his blade inside his rib cage, the winds sighing as they retreated back into the weapon.
"Let's keep going." Aeolus said as he restarted his journey.
"I know it's not in the right circumstances, but doesn't it feel good to have some action?" Athena smiled, "You have been getting way too comfortable and lazy."
"You're right, but no more." Aeolus narrowed his eyes coldly.
He also knew that he had gotten too relaxed to the point he failed to even see the danger he was in.
