Kyrian remained motionless for a few moments after unleashing the Mountain-Cleaving Slash.
The blade still pointed toward the enormous scar carved into the stone floor, its tip glowing with the last traces of violet energy.
Tiny strands of lightning slowly ran along the saber's edge before disappearing completely, like electric serpents retreating into their burrows.
The air around the blade still trembled with the residual heat of the strike, nearly invisible waves of energy gradually dissipating into the cold night.
The mark on the ground was impressive, a deep fissure stretching several meters, its jagged edges still smoking from the heat of the impact.
Small cracks spread outward from the center, like spiderwebs etched into the stone.
