C1280 Surround!

Confronted with the onslaught of San Bodolo's divine sword, Feidrick let out a contemptuous snort, spun around, and with a swift stroke of his blade, cleaved the sword—forged from the very sound of prayers—clean in two!

"Fancy tricks!"

Feidrick growled, his frame expanding suddenly as a torrent of void energy burst forth from within him. It swirled around him