Macy's smile widened as she parried another casual strike from Vaeloria, her voice carrying clear admiration despite her exhaustion.
"Thank you for the lesson," she said, her tone sincere. "I never knew the sword could be this… alive."
Then, with a final, determined roar that shook the mountains, she activated her Truth.
HUMMMMM!!!!
And... the change was immediate and cataclysmic.
Both of them had long gone through their Auras and Intents.... and through it all Vaeloria, as expected bested Macy at every turn.
Something that truly shocked Macy, so in this moment... she would use the one conceptual power that had been responsible for her rise.
Truth... to be anything one envisioned.
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In this moment, the air itself seemed to scream as the concept of the sword reached its absolute apex.
Macy's body became a streak of pure, blinding sword light, her form dissolving into the very essence of severance.
RUMBLEEEE!!!!!
CRACK!!!!
CRACK!!!!!
