Luck's mind was clear, he was free of any restraints, of any interference. He even let go of his calculative practices that he had been using throughout the fight.
Right now his mind was free.
And then he saw it, it was his way out of this mess.
Moving in a way that he had never imagined himself capable of, Luck's blade cut through the claws that were restraining it, he overpowered the mass of skrills that held the scabbard at bay.
And then his sword cut through the very air. He moved like a hurricane of steel and destruction, rending everything that dared to come close to him to pieces.
Who were they to challenge him?!
Luck's balde decimated the head of a skrill splitting brains all around him. Not even giving himself time to recuperate his blade cut through the feet of another skrill leaving it without legs.
'Useless in the face of overwhelming strength,'