Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20171217015528/@comment-30014014-20171222040705

''Sensing his swinging motion, the weapon dubbed 'Ore Cleaver' by Oscar does a quick and almost unnoticeable gathering of Benvolio's mana into the blade, turning it azure for a split second. It brightens up to the point of blinding anyone else but the wielder. Power condensates on it, its weight added with his spirit energy. And then...''

Zwooosh!

''A cut circle the size of his swing departs form the weapon at a ludicrous speed. He can feel the brief weight added suddenly gone with the wave he sent, witness to its sharp end as it carves the dummy clean in half. Residue in the shape of magic dust can be seen at the exact location of the impended cut, slowly writhing away...''

The blade of Ore Cleaver returns to its dim blue color, signifying its readiness for another projectile...provided Benvolio wished to spend more mana.