'Huh—' Kazi blinked, finding himself facing the array of black weapons again.' What the—? How am I here again? Why am I not dead?'
He deflected again, except this time, he knew exactly what to do. His brain memorized the precise angles and positions of the rain of weapons and defended accordingly. First, he pulled up Magic Barrier and had the sphere tank two swords. In the meantime, he slashed the empty air with Stormedge.
"Sacred Bulwark!"
And with the aid of his sword, he created a golden barrier to protect himself. It didn't last very long but that was the point. He summoned another Sacred Bulwark and then another. "Sacred Bulwark! Sacred Bulwark!" It was a skill he made up on the fly, an imitation of the real thing that was sufficient enough to block five swords before breaking.
The incantation rang through his body, amplifying him. It might not have been the real thing but the mere uttering of the spell helped.
