Fwoop!
The greatsword left his shoulder in a smooth, powerful arc.
Crimson-red energy flared along the massive blade as Vaelor stepped forward, his aura rising to its full combat level.
The layered weakening barriers, gravity fields, mana-damping mist, sealing threads, and recovery-limiting seals remained fully active around Gray, pressing against him from every direction.
Gray felt every one of them.
Vaelor did not waste the advantage.
He closed the distance with a powerful step and swung the greatsword in a heavy horizontal arc meant to force Gray into the densest part of the sticky mana net behind him.
"Dragon's Blade: Crimson Sweep!"
The blade howled as it cut through the air, carrying enough force to split the rocky ground.
Gray's Eyes tracked the trajectory and the accompanying shockwave.
He shifted his weight at the last possible moment, angling his body so the heavy blade passed just in front of his chest.
