The world changed and the three were separated again.
Sylas found himself standing on familiar golden ripples, but this time, there was a weapon that appeared before him. It was a bland steel short sword that had a slight bow to it. In fact, maybe one wouldn't be entirely wrong to call it a saber.
Inwardly, Sylas shook his head. He couldn't even take this weapon.
With a thought, his telekinesis grabbed it out of the air.
'It's light, too light.'
This brief exchange alone gave Sylas an idea of exactly what might be coming. And as expected, mere split moments later, invisible blades began to fly forward once again.
However…
Chi.
With a single sweep, Sylas' blade, glowing in a fierce green, ripped through everything in its path, not suffering a single nick.
Sylas began to walk forward, his Blade Aura blazing with life.
