She shifted to his left, giving him clear space and a direct line of sight down the path ahead, where hundreds of creatures blocked their way forward.
Jolthar raised Vorthak above his head with both hands, the blade pointed skyward. Chaos energy spiraled around the sword, gathering and concentrating, building to levels that made the air vibrate with potential violence.
Then he brought the sword down in a single, slow, deliberate slash.
The movement appeared almost gentle, like someone carefully drawing a line through empty air rather than attacking with lethal force. But the effect was anything but gentle.
It produced a very sharp, slick sound, which was hard to listen to in this chaotic atmosphere.
