"THE ART OF LUST, NINTH POSTURE: ULTIMATE ECSTASY!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs. An attack I had never made before and would be impossible to achieve if it weren't for the particularity of the 14 legacies.
From the tip of the spear, a horrible and dangerous energy was emitted. There was no explosion of energy or any striking effect, only the tip seemed to distort space itself by existing and began to form small cracks in this dark place.
But, even before I could complete the art, I watched as a tiny speck of light appeared on the tip.
It was so small and insignificant that I thought it was simply a residue from my attack, but strangely enough, when that tiny, delicate speck of light touched the tip of my spear, I felt all the horrible, chaotic energy being engulfed and simply disappear.
"eh...what happened...I can't even do it in my mind, I shouted that stupid name in vain?"
