The eldest, Gaston, wielding a mace forged from magical metal, used a Style and wielded Techniques that would allow him to shatter any surface the mace touched. There was no point in blocking such blows, and those adepts who chose to experience the oldest brother’s blows were either stripped of their weapons or suffered even worse fates...
Arnin couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw that Hadjar, although he obviously struggled to dodge every titanic blow at the last second, still didn’t try to land a single sword strike himself.
Aston, the middle brother, known as the Spirit of Fire, wielded an axe that carried with it the molten fury of the earth’s very core. With each swing, Aston’s weapon unleashed a torrent of lava, transforming the frozen battlefield into a treacherous river of fi
