The remaining four arms of the panda construct raised into the air as a Crafting Quill appeared in Leonel's left hand. His intent blazed into the skies, four replicas of his Crafting Quill appearing in each hand.
Space warped and Force surged as Leonel wrote across the air. Ancient looking runes formed one after another, touching a speed that made those who understood what was happening feel as though they were dreaming.
Every time Leonel finished another Force Art, it shot into the skies, filling his surroundings with magic circles of all sorts of colors.
The javelins blotted out all the light in the skies, trembling as they passed through these ancient runes one after another. With every completion, their auras changed entirely, the strength they exuded causing countless hearts to skip a beat.
Blazing flames, blinding golden lights, twisting vortexes of space…
