The Mysterious Swordsman stood silently for a moment, staring at Kaelen with a thoughtful gaze. Then, without warning, he raised his hand. His movements were fluid, almost imperceptible, and Kaelen felt the atmosphere shift. The air grew denser, crackling with energy as if the very fabric of the world was responding to the swordsman's will.
'Is he showing me the way of his sword?'
Kaelen thought as he watched closely, his breath shallow as he felt the surge of power emanating from the Mysterious Swordsman. With a single, subtle movement, the swordsman drew his blade, and in that instant, everything around them seemed to blur. The sword didn't cut the air — it sliced through reality itself. The dimensions of the cliff and the surrounding forest twisted, folding in on themselves as if they were mere illusions, revealing a deeper realm beyond what Kaelen had ever perceived.
