Kapitel 593: Divine Armorsmith (Part One)

At the edge of Tanamar's mana formation, the cool winds swirled about, curious to his call. The flames just-outside, they rose and fell, bowing out of respect. 

The ground shook, its crackling roars praising his name. The spirits of water and ice heeded his demands, forming a protective barrier upon his one true love, Athena. 

Tanamar raised his hand forward, grasping a mana longbow-- a gift from the heavens, themselves. 

He finished speaking that which was forbidden... and the world grew still.

Slowly... deliberately... he created a holy arrow, nocking it in his bow. 

"This is my ⌈Oath⌋: Death to the enemies of Sol Invictus."

Loosening his grip, a beam of concentrated light shot forward... bright enough to burn a human's soul into nothingness. 

"[Hah! HAHAHAH!!]" Tancred cackled, "[I've already seen that attack a DOZEN times!!!]"

The crimson armor emitted a low, ear-splitting roar, "⌈Dragonscale WAAALLLL!!!!⌋"