Darius Stormrend flicked the sword forward casually while it was still sheathed.
The very air screamed as the sword shot from his hand like a bolt of lightning. In the far distance, a mountain peak shattered in half after getting cleaved cleanly as if split by divine judgment.
Gasps rippled through the audience. Even instructors and third-year students visibly reacted.
Among them, Elyra Vorn stood silent but her stoic face betrayed a rare flicker of emotion.
Her icy blue eyes fluttered with something deeper than admiration and reverence… perhaps even a vow.
'Father... I'll make sure I retrieve it. I owe it to you and mother...'
Her gaze sharpened with conviction as the video faded out.
In the spectating area, Danny leaned forward and muttered, "I wonder how a dude that powerful even ended up dying."