"..."
The golden blade descended upon the head of Robin's manifestation of fate with a smooth and absolute motion, carrying within it countless years of mastery, certainty, and confidence born from a power that had erased innumerable enemies before they ever understood what had happened.
Swooosh
With complete ease and without encountering the slightest resistance, the golden blade split the manifestation into two identical halves, as though it were cutting through an illusion incapable of defending itself against the authority contained within Fate Severance.
Before the Archon's eyes, one half began tilting toward the left while the other tilted toward the right, both seemingly beginning the inevitable process of collapse and destruction that always followed such an attack.
Pffft
