"We need more force," Alvian said. "Sharpness isn't enough. We need blunt trauma. We need to shatter the plates, not cut them."
"I am a swordsman," Kenshin said. "I do not bludgeon."
"Then you distract him," Alvian said, equipping his [Draconic Storm Bracers]. "I'll bring the hammer."
Drakon laughed, watching them strategize. "Plotting? It changes nothing. I am the wall you cannot break."
"Every wall has a breaking point," Alvian said. "System. Divert all mana to [Strength]. Maximize [Genesis Mode] output."
[Warning! Soul Strain at 60%.]
"Do it."
Alvian's body began to glow. Not with the blue of ice, or the violet of the void. He glowed with the red crackle of the [Thundergod Bracers] and the golden hue of the [Tablet of the Earth Core]. He was combining conflicting energies, forcing them to coexist within his body.
"Kenshin. Now."
Kenshin nodded. He sheathed his sword, entering a stance.
"[Iaijutsu: Silent Death]."
