The high temperature filled the entire Hall with so much heat that Evan who was far away had to use ice magic to cool his surroundings while fanning his face with wind magic.
For the golem's arm, Luke twisted his grip on his sword and activated his Laser Sword, his control over flames reaching its pinnacle as the raw heat and ionized particles were shaped into a blade of searing plasma.
The Blade of Lost Saints exuded an intense white-hot glow, illuminating the surroundings and sizzling the air with its heat.
Its sheer temperature enabled it to melt through the golem's arm with ease.
The golem rose its remaining arm, poised to strike at him but the Sword Saint lunged forward and swung the plasma-coated blade, cleaving through the air in a brilliant arc and leaving behind a trail of searing light.
The blade collected with the golem's midsection, slicing through the hardened earth as if it were mere paper.