Val's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing through them. By lunging at him, this ugly bald head had just signed its death warrant.
Patting his new cursed sword, Val spoke, "Time to get to work, Voidslayer."
"Just say the word, master," Voidslayer said.
"I need you to rage," Val commanded.
"As you wish, master," Voidslayer said as it spat out a crimson arc of light.
Whoosh!
The arc cut through the air as it flew forward, rivaling the hideous creature's speed. The arc was extremely thin, almost invisible, yet it held an intense sharpness that threatened to rip apart everything in its path. It held unparalleled lethal power. The creatures sensed it and felt afraid, but it made too big a mistake to block or dodge it!
The creature was in such a compromising position that it was unable to evade the incoming assault. It could do nothing as the crimson arc passed through it, cutting it clean in two halves from the middle.
