Alvian channeled the power of the five hovering anchors into the blade of the spear. The [Edge of Entropy] drank the elemental concepts—fire, water, earth, wind, and mind—compressing them into a single, blinding point of white light at the tip of the weapon. The sheer density of the concentrated data made the air around Alvian warp and scream.
Valeria planted her feet, raising her massive shield to protect Seraphina from the blowback. The wind generated by the gathering mana was pulling at the loose stones of the palace. She looked at Alvian's back, watching the dark fabric of his coat whip violently. "Alvian, careful! The backlash could tear your arms off!"
"Physics Lesson Number Twenty-Seven," Alvian shouted over the roaring wind, his muscles bulging as he drew the spear back. "To break a closed system, you must introduce infinite pressure to a finite point."
He thrust the spear upward, aiming directly at the empty blue sky above the city.
"SEVER!"
