The Sharpest Blade

In the air, Rykkart controls his sword with finesse. The raging flames of the man’s VSS were becoming redder, and hotter with each second. Despite the injuries and the exhaustion, Rykkart was still putting out a monstrous display of might.

His VSS was meant to harness the hatred others felt against him and expel it as flame. Of course, his body was also strengthened to keep up with the output, but the core detail, was that fury. If someone, miraculously, felt not as much as a splinter of anger towards him, they could avoid being harmed altogether. Thought, Masha, and Irina did not know that.