Spells, projectiles, compressed energy, and distorted space converged from four directions. The air itself seemed to tighten under the pressure of their combined assault.
At that exact moment, Eleanor's blade shifted.
A heavy, invisible Elemental Aura wrapped around it. The space around the sword began to distort, as if reality itself was bending away from its edge.
Then she swung.
And everything was cleaved.
The incoming attacks were… simply cut. Missiles split in half mid-flight. Energy beams fractured as if sliced by something sharper than light. Even the spatial distortions Elyndra had layered into her attack were severed cleanly.
For a brief second, there was silence.
'…did she just cut our attacks?' X-019 thought, shocked.
Elyndra's expression froze, and Belia instinctively stepped back. They had seen countless abilities, countless high-level techniques, but it was their first time seeing something like this.
