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The attack gouges through Abel's right shoulder, causing the amaranthine at that point to crumble like dust*
W-WHAT IS THIS POWER??
*looks at the knife*
... you used the inferior ones soul.... I see. No matter, the Amaranthine will provide.
*my aura erupts like a blaze, the pressure much like the concussive force of a supernova. Suddenly, 4 more arms burst out from my back*
Warrior's Arsenal: Exalibur. Joyeuse. Kusanagi. Masamune. Mjolnir.
*near exact copies of each weapon appear in my hands, each of them emitting their own auras*
This ends. Right Now.
*Spins a pair of blades connected by a cord into a reverse grip, leaving one of them dangling, the other locked in place with a pair of knuckles on my hands*
You're right about one thing.
*Summersaults over you, pulling one of the blades behind me like a whip, accelerating it into your eye with deadly precision*