Six Wands (3)

The Bishop looked stunned.

Her eyes exploded with awe and surprise.

Her mouth opened wide as she looked at Hope, signs of unease in her eyes.

Her cathedral had been destroyed, even though it couldn't be touched. It was as it appeared, loosely realised within reality.

Hope wore several grins at the expression the Bishop had.

"Now you cannot evade me."

Indeed, it seemed so.

The centre of the Bishop's supposed immortality was gone.

She was open to dying to one of Hope's attacks.

Yet, she wore a bright smile.

"Indeed! Brilliant! You can break through techniques with that wand! Brilliant!" she cried, genuinely amused.

For that was truly what had happened.

'The Flawless Flail of Ruin...' Replicus thought keenly. He had seen its description from the guidance field, but how it was expressed in the text only vaguely suggested what the wand was capable of.