Cavin focused his entire aura into his arm, the silver shards glowing with energy as he prepared for the final strike.
His muscles bulged, his veins popped, and his eyes glowed with a fierce light as he gathered every ounce of his strength.
He rushed forward, dodging the Soul Soldier's attack aimed at his soul by a hair's breadth, the blade passing so close he could feel the wind of its passage, and struck directly at the Soul Soldier's soul in its chest.
BAM!
The attack connected directly, and everyone's eyes widened as they saw it, some of them even grinning as they thought it would be over, that the battle was finally won.
CRACK!
In fact, the silver heart in the middle of the Soul Soldier's chest cracked, indicating that its soul was damaged, the fissure spreading across its surface like a spiderweb.
"Take this!" Cavin laughed as he gazed directly into the Soul Soldier's eyes beyond its vizor, "Not so tough now, are you?"
