Giant Calamity Sword Descent

"Since I can't quite grasp the dark energy right now, I'll stick with my sword serpent," Karsha said, standing on a tall mountain. "Hopefully, one day, I'll be able to summon a meteor made of swords to smash my enemies." He wanted to keep practicing, but after what he'd learned from the two ladies, he knew he had to wait until he could naturally sense the energy that kept getting him killed.

"Time to see what's become of my giant swords," Karsha grinned. As he spoke, the tall, dark avatar of the Dark Prince loomed behind him like a menacing shadow. The dark sword pool emerged, casting the whole area into a dark, ominous dome.

"Damn, this alone is enough to make most people crap their pants," Karsha said, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. Ten million swords materialized, each one glowing gold and wreathed in crimson flames, crackling with electricity.