The energy from the sword slowly morphed in my hand as it grew into a slender curved blade in my hand with a sick and terrifying aura which induced fear into the far reaches of the soul and made the entire area unstable.
The original Endless Blade was gone and as I checked the system the only thing that was left on display was a single word, a word which I could not even read despite trying to read it.
My head began to hurt as I thought about it, the pain from thinking about it was too immense that it felt as if my mind was about to split just from trying to read it.
"What a demonic blade!" Varro flew back to the edge of the dome as it came apart his back drenched in sweat.
[Who the hell is that kid?] wondered Varro as he stared at me in shock watching the power which had completely enveloped my body seeming too want to devour me and the void along with it.
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