Two different willpowers clashed and resonated.
The huge resonance came from the deepest part of the soul like a volcanic eruption, Kieran's body started to tremble uncontrollably.
Kieran felt like he just woke up from a long slumber.
His eyes regained their sight. He glanced over the other mirages around him that were fading away before he laid his hand on [Arrogant Word]'s hilt again.
Wung!
As the blade chimed and buzzed, it was raised up in the air. The sharpest point of the greatsword was pointed at the Devourer.
Following Kieran's movement, the whole battlefield fell into silence.
The Gods looked at Kieran in an inconceivable gaze. They didn't understand why would Kieran raise his sword against the Devourer.
It was obvious that Kieran fully relied on the souls of his equipment to help him escape his demise yet now he was provoking the Devourer again.
Unwise!