The blade was a head taller than even Grey, but it rested obediently in his palm. It trembled once as though the Swordsworn Guardian was trying to regain control of it, but the attempt fell on deaf ears.
Grey hoisted it up, holding the enormous blade in one hand and his own long sword in the other.
"You cheating motherfuckers…" Grey growled.
This blade was almost too powerful compared to the scrap of metal he had been given. It didn't have the true characteristics of an Epic Item, but it was certainly made of the same material.
No wonder his long sword looked like he had tossed it into a wood chipper. If this battle went on for any longer, it would probably shatter at some point.
"Pipe down." Grey said as his body fell through the body of the Sacred Bulwark Guardian. Its body disappeared into motes of light, filtering into his own. The sudden change in elevation caused the Divinesever Guardian's thrust to hit empty air.
