The sound of steel upon flesh as fangs and claws tore through and clashed against armor and bone. They were all going at it, and the Raens were living and slaying with extreme prejudice. Cole was already low on energy from all of his previous attacks, so he led the charge right into the fray, Black Malakai whistling through the air as he took off the head of an Aspirant darkling.
He did not even look back to see what happened as he waved Black Malakai using [Black Cut] to slash out, his control over his power and energy so refined that the grayish black hue of the weapon's skill had transformed into an invisible trace less cut, with absolutely no hint of energy, even if that attack had been solely powered by energy.
