There were no complex variations, no dazzling light and shadow, just a very straightforward sword thrust. Yet everyone who saw it could feel that something about its wielder seemed to have changed from before.
The transformation was not drastic, more like a beginning, but oftentimes, the difference between having and not having was like night and day.
Swoosh—
A huge crater was stamped into the city wall as Cohen leaped up, aided by Solar Force.
At this moment, he felt his spirit and will more unified than ever before, even the incessant mental disturbances from the divine fragment seemed like a gentle breeze on his face. Scenes beneath the collapsing Mount of the Gods flickered in his heart; now, Cohen had only one thought in his mind.
To defeat this Sea God was also to shatter his own past mistakes.
Rip—
