Streaks of yellow and gold flashed through the air, shaking the atmosphere powerfully as they each impacted the radiant blade of the Holy Sword, disintegrating upon contact or otherwise being literally smashed and cut into nonexistence with each block and swing.
Perhaps it was only thanks to the Pinnacle Magic Resistance property being granted upon the spirit of the Ancient Hero Eligos awakening that this was possible.
And then, perhaps it was only thanks to Heightened Senses that I was actually able to hit the innumerable lightning bolts aimed for my life, deflecting each and every attack with no more than raw instinct.
Not even if my eyes were now good enough to actually perceive them charging their attacks, not even if I was just barely skilled enough to grasp the timing on when they might shoot, could I react in time.
The reality was, I simply was not physically capable of it.