Gorvo continued to gather silver light around himself, pulling it like fog and weaving it around his sword. And then he began to move his sword, silver light trailed after it like blurring echoes.
Then he held the sword still in front of him, upright, the tip face up, silver light ran from his hands to the grip and traced upward to the tip where they stilted into three different strands of sliver smoke.
Kyrexiel's heart beat faster as he looked at the power that Gorvo had gathered for himself. "Impressive."
"I'm feeling some intense power," Sandskar said.
Kyrexiel narrowed his eyes as he watched Gorvo closely. Then his eyes widened by what he saw. "Sandskar! Full power!"
'I thought he was just gathering energy but those energy are moving so fast at great speed they seem stationary! It was the ground around him, deep gouging lines had been made as the silver energy ate into the stone floor'
