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"Sword Skill: Invincible Sword Dancer!"

Blademaster Grommash spat out blood, gritting his teeth as he roared in a hoarse rasp. Every drop of his blood seemed to surge throughout his body and pour into the bones of his left hand. Little by little, those bones were stained a deep crimson, shifting into the shape of a sword.

At the same time, Blademaster Grommash's face turned unnaturally pale from blood loss, his features contorting into something ferocious.

"Ever since I was a kid, my father told me I was born to be unbeatable!"

"Invincible Sword Dance…"

With a clang, a blood-red sword flash shimmered, and a wave of transcendent power pulsed out. The sword light swallowed Blademaster Grommash whole, merging with his very body as he lunged toward Orion in a single mighty slash.