Bloodlust

It was a slaughter. The princess was covered in blood as she speedily dispatched wave after wave of spirits of all sorts. The only commonality was that the next would be stronger. Lara had received some sort of mini boost from Darius. It acted as a second heart, giving Lara more power and heightened senses, but there was a problem, it also brought out her bloodlust.

The young lady giggled with joy as she killed her way through the hordes. Darius was impressed, not just by her skill with the sword but also by her spirit arts. She seemed to have near-infinite spirit essence as she cast attack spells all around her as if she was a machine.

Her multitasking in casting movement and reflexes was superb. Every single action had a purpose. If she needed an extra arm through spirit arts she would grow one. If she needed a fire art to stop the advances of the horde to her left or right a spell would be cast.