The blades that encircled the woman of godly beauty were of the same make and model, each one a legendary-grade weapon of immense power. They had been imbued with a plethora of unique abilities, but their most notable attribute was their incredible destructive potential. Only a person with a mana reserve comparable to their sheer might could hope to wield them effectively, and even then, it would be a responsibility of immense magnitude.
The female figure challenged the fundamental law of gravity and effortlessly lifted herself off the ground through the use of the blades' unique capability. As she rose into the air, her gaze fixed upon the colossal titan's motionless body, and a whirlwind of emotions began to stir within her mind. With astonishing speed and finesse, she darted towards the titan's remains, her movements a display of unparalleled elegance and precision, surpassing even the most skilled practitioners of wind magic.
"...Where are you, boy..."
