My mana core surged, channeling a massive wave of dark lightning through every circuit of my body. Pitch-black electricity roared along the entire length of the blade, wrapping it in a violent, crackling aura that distorted the visual fabric of the air around the steel.
VZZZZT-BOOM!
A massive, crescent-shaped wave of pitch-black static erupted from the tip of the blade, expanding into a thirty-foot arc of tearing spatial energy.
The wave tore across the canyon floor, carving a deep, smoking trench into the solid granite bedrock as it slammed directly into the front lines of the charging horde.
The impact was catastrophic.
Calcified bone armor, thick demonic hide, iron claws, and muscular torsos were cleanly bisected along the horizontal plane. Twelve beasts were sheared in half in a single heartbeat, their upper bodies flying backward into the fog while their severed legs continued to run forward for two paces before collapsing into the dirt.
