[His blades come up to block, but it's no secret that he's starting to tire. The blade is deflected from the electro blade, but it only serves to stab into him anyway, just not quite in the place Nehan had aimed for originally. He cries out in pain, cursing himself for making such a rookie mistake.
He'd hoped it hadn't come to this, but there's the risk of losing his life if he doesn't. In a flash, he moves away from Nehan, breathing hard.
There's no fancy transformation to watch, he doesn't have time for that. This is a crucial moment, and it's in one explosion of dark energy that radiates like a shockwave out from him that he changes. Dark abyssal armor covers his body, his mask reflecting Nehan's image in its one eye, the billowing celestial cape flowing behind him. The weapon in his hand has the stars shining on the blades, a polearm that dwarfs his previous one.]
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He'd hoped it hadn't come to this, but there's the risk of losing his life if he doesn't. In a flash, he moves away from Nehan, breathing hard.
There's no fancy transformation to watch, he doesn't have time for that. This is a crucial moment, and it's in one explosion of dark energy that radiates like a shockwave out from him that he changes. Dark abyssal armor covers his body, his mask reflecting Nehan's image in its one eye, the billowing celestial cape flowing behind him. The weapon in his hand has the stars shining on the blades, a polearm that dwarfs his previous one.]
Y̺͉͎o̡̫͜u̘̙̞ s̼̻͜h͖̠̞o͚͓͜u̝͚̞l̞͕̝d͕̦̪ f̢̺e̠͎̠e̟͉̼l͚̺͍ p͕̫̻r̺̘͜o͇͎͜u̪͜d̞͉͉ t̘̦̙h̠̟͓a̪͖̠t̺͉͖ y͕̘̼o͓͙͔u̦͙̫'͔̻̝v̫̘̟e̢̙͉ p͕̞̻u͇̙͕s͔͚͍h̪̟͉e͖͚͜d͔͓͇ m̠̠̟e̡͙̝ t͕̟̘o̢̺̘ u͔̪s̢͖̟e̡͉̺ t͇̼̼h̢̠̪i̘̼̙s̻͔̦.͓͙̦ N̼͔̠o͙͍̝w̼͜ p͚̘͖r͓͙͓e̪͚̙p̢̝̞a̘͖r͕͜͜e͉̪̙ y̠͙̙o̘͉͓u͚͜͜r͎̘̫s̻͓e̝̼͓l͚̠͚f̢͕͎.