Shing!
As the tip of the sword came out of the scabbard and the scabbard fell to the ground, a mystical azure light billowed out of the azure blade that looked as if it were made from blue glass, and almost instantly, a might spirit beast's head with its forelimbs came out of the blade.
Asher's eyes met its bloody crimson eyes, and his spirit seemed to tremble at those painfilled, raging eyes.
In those eyes, he saw a grudge that had lasted centuries. He saw pain that drilled deep into his spirit and he sensed a tide of killing intent.
Swish!
The sword drew everyone's attention but before Asher could move an inch, the dreadful beast spirit attacked him.
In the next moment, Asher was hurtled hundreds of yards backward through several wooden and stone buildings, until his back slammed the walls of the mountain and he sank in!
Looking at the trail of destruction, no one could believe what just happened, human nor orc.
