With both my hands moving downward, my sword followed after, glowing a light-blue with my elemental sight active.
Just as it was about to reach the flying wolf below, the sword halted; however, the light-blue particles did not, surging downward and away from the sword.
My right hand threatened to crack completely while my broken middle finger continued to ache with pain, but I endured.
Perhaps, all this pain would be worth it if I managed to protect someone.
A holographic version of my sword, created by a mix of light-blue mana particles and grey time particles, burst forward from the now-frozen real sword at the wolf.
It was an elemental sword slash.
Usually, it would take students up to three months for an Imperial student to perform such a feat.
But I wasn't just any Imperial student; I was the final antagonist.
Blessed by the author with power rivaling, but just a bit less than, the protagonist, I could force my body to perform one, even if it wasn't ready.
