"Hahaha, that wasn't necessary, but thanks anyway!"
In just a couple of minutes, the one thousand cyborgs that John had previously cut down began to slowly rise to their feet. The blue sparks of the Sword Lightning still danced across their singed clothing, but they looked totally fine, as if they weren't just hit by a deadly attack.
"It wasn't needed, but that kind of attack of yours is quite amazing!" Mark's voice projected from several of the rising figures simultaneously, creating a weird, choral effect. "I believe you paid quite the price to activate such a strong AOE attack. Was it worth it, Mr Mirage? You do know we won't die from it, don't you?"
"Nothing to bother about," John replied, his voice cold. He didn't hesitate. He didn't wait for his enemies to stand erect. He reactivated his sword's special effect for the second time.
