C107 Black Cloud Blade

"Sundering Strike!"

The blade's light sliced through the air, making the space itself seem to pop and crackle.

The overwhelming pressure abruptly changed the young man with protruding ears' complexion.

As he was about to make a hasty retreat, the burly man beside him tapped his storage ring.

With a chilling howl, an obsidian doorplate materialized, gliding through the air