From not just around, but from seemingly within Gladius's body, a powerful surge of heat oozed out. It was a heat that was rapidly rising to match the flames of lava, a testament to Gladius's growing mastery over this new force.
Then, without any warning, the lightning on Gladius's spirit sword receded like storm clouds parting.
Instead, a shimmer of a fiery orange glow spewed all across the blade, transforming it from a weapon of lightning to one of pure, molten fury.
Gladius moved like the wind, his newly transformed spirit sword slashing out as a brilliant ray of searing orange. The sound it made as it cut through the air was like the roar of a volcano, promising destruction to all in its path.
'Chi!'
The heated spirit sword managed to completely cleave through the molten lava tendrils! It burned through the very concept of burning, exuding a force that could destroy even destructive might itself.
