The nine forms of slaughter were a technique that could be altered, and the level of effective attack can vary depending up on the individual. Aragon wasn't using full strength when he used it earlier.
Azrael realized the change in the oncoming attack, and he quickly summoned his internal energy. A pale, reddish glow enveloped his sword as he drew a swift arc around himself, forming a shimmering shield of energy.
The Crimsonshade Crescent roared toward him, crashing violently against the pale red barrier with a thunderous explosion.
The impact caused a colossal clattering sound to erupt across the field, and for a brief moment, it seemed as if Azrael had stopped the attack dead in its tracks.
He smirked arrogantly, swinging his sword with the intent to shatter Aragon's attack. But as his blade made contact with the storm, something unexpected happened—the fiery arc didn't dissipate.
