The wounds didn't just kill—they corrupted. Reality itself fractured around each impact point, the foreign energy of the blades reacting catastrophically with the ambient Chaos Ether of this universe.
Explosions bloomed across the Kaelor formation. Warriors who'd survived the initial impacts were caught in the secondary blasts, torn apart by forces they had no defense against.
The blades continued through the formation, punching through rank after rank. Each {Stellar Razor} killed its way through dozens of enemies before finally embedding in the ground.
And then Cain recalled them.
The spatial connections worked both ways. The blades ripped free from corpses and earth, flew back up through the rifts, and reappeared in his inventory.
Ready to be deployed again.
The entire sequence took maybe ten seconds.
When the dust began to clear, easily a thousand Kaelor warriors were dead. Maybe more.
A quarter of the Baron's army, eliminated in a single spell.
