An Epic Of Fate

In a random abandoned dimension with universes and planets that were all emptied out of life -- or, perhaps, never had any to begin with -- a certain one of these planets is targeted by the one Khrona Tensei from the Veritas Dimension. "That One," Khrona, the multicolored crystal-haired man said from beyond a Dimension Gate, which allowed him to travel to other dimensions from the Veritas, "That Planet Looks Nice And Lively... Er, Well, Maybe Not Lively..." Stepping forth from the Dimension Gate, the man in an all skintight black suit and boots, sporting equally as dark gloves and a signature jacket as a cloak, stood upon the plain plains of this empty planet. "I Sure Hope I Got The Coordinates Right," he said to himself, "I Wouldn't Want Any Casualties..."

Khrona looked around, seeing a few trees here and there, a stream, and some mountains off in the distance. "Maybe No Organic Life Lives Here, But The Inorganic Life Sure Is Pretty When It's Natural Like This!" Khrona wondered what the other planets looked like... As well as the other universes within this dimension. "Well, Let Me Send A Call Out To Someone Psychically To See If Anyone Will Respond..." Khrona closed his eyes and using his special psychic powers -- called 'Psychodynatheos' -- he sent a message out to other dimensions to anyone who could or would hear him for a battle in this empty dimension.

The sudden appearance of the wolf man was not unexpected by Khrona, for when he sent out the psychic call, he was also reading the thought wave patterns of whatever would pick up on it. Khrona was definitely interested in the man's appearance, however, and turned to face him. "Why, Hello!" Khrona said politely, as if not intimidated at all by the hulking wolf. "I'm Khrona Tensei, Of The Veritas! I'm Looking For An Opponent That Can Best Me In All Thirteen Of My Different Forms. So Far, No One Has Gotten To Even The Third." Khrona was like a Final Boss, but also a Superboss at the same time. "But I'm Sure You Knew That If You're Already Here, Brytunn." Khrona was already aware of the man's name because of his psychic power, so no introduction was needed.

Khrona eyed Brytunn up and down, his crystal blue eyes suddenly flashing to red with his 'Hyper Perception' activated. "I Suppose I Ought To Get To The Point, Though..." Khrona started to say as he crossed his arms across his chest in an X fashion. He floated backward to give himself distance between him and Brytunn, a cocoon of crystalline energy swirling around his body and creating a lofty cradle for his body, which fell into slumber. 'This Is My First Restriction Form,' Khrona spake now from his mind with a booming voice not unlike the wolf man's before, 'And In It, I'm Restricted To Only Using My Psychic Powers.' Khrona's multicolored hair took the solid color of lavender after he spoke, signifying that he truly was in his First Restriction form, as the color of his hair indicated which form he was in. 'Shall We Dance?' the psychic asked psionically.

The sound of echoed giggling could be heard throughout the field, followed by a powerful lash of psychic force like a whip at Brytunn. 'Yes, I Can Sense Great Honor In You, As Well,' Khrona said mentally, the sleeping man of lavender hair floating closer as if to proceed in close combat, 'And I Plan To Be More Than A Challenge.' With those words said, Khrona initiated another psychic attack at Brytunn, a psionic force in the shape of a large and foreboding fist about the size of Brytunn's body. It came like a rocket, speeding toward him from close range. It had the power behind it to knock any normal man clear across the planet, but Khrona didn't doubt that Brytunn was stronger than any mortal... In fact, he was counting on it.

'We'll See About That'... Khrona spake mentally from his unconscious state, using his psionic projection as just a feint for the real attack. 'I Use No Magic,' Khrona said as his psychic force, which had dispersed across the field when it hit Brytunn's body, intensified in the area, 'For The Mind Is A Weapon All Its Own.' Perhaps, anything nonphysical to Brytunn was seen as 'magical' from his realm, but Khrona knew that he did not use magic at all... What was known as 'magic' in his dimension was 'Manna', and he used that in certain instances.

This was not one of them, however.

Khrona's body suddenly became transparent as the psychic power intensified, and the very earth around them compressed intensely. Khrona was omitting a powerful mental force that was strong enough to crush mountains into dust and invert them into the earth. This was to hold Brytunn in place. He knew he had to use his mind in a more powerful fashion because he'd tested the waters with the psionic punch that allowed him to spread his psychic influence all over the field. 'I'll Let You See What's Inside Of My Head...' Khrona said as he suddenly disappeared and the area around them became pitch black. Several laughing eyes and watching mouths parted in the blackness, and a crimson red lightning struck every now and then, but nowhere near the battlefield.

Where had Khrona gone, however? That was the question left to be determined.

'Face?' Khrona said as his face --eyes closed -- literally appeared before Brytunn, translucent and disembodied, 'Who Isn't Facing You?'

'This Is Not My Form That Does Physical Combat,' Khrona explained, hands just as see-through as his face manifesting nearby, 'You Have To Prove Yourself Worthy Against My Mind And Soul Before You Think About Fighting Me Physically.' The large face and hands hovered before Brytunn, they being enormous in size. 'My Mind Is As Strong As Any Physical Force,' Khrona went on to say, lobbing a jab at Brytunn's entire body, this time with the might of what he'd done initially a hundredfold, 'I Just Need To Know How Much Mental Force To Apply.'

Still, Khrona's mind wasn't without its tire. He was conserving energy by remaining in a state of unconscious, and that's where he'd brought Brytunn -- into his unconscious mind. 'I'm Rather Conservative With My Energy. I Don't Need To Use Too Much Of It, But I Also Don't Want To Use Too Little,' he spake. 'I'm Feeling You Out, Letting My Mind Get Adjusted.' Khrona laughed, a body starting to manifest from the wrists and neck of the hands and face, 'But Just Know That My Mind Is A Force To Be Reckoned With, As You Should Be Able To See.' Once Khrona's entire body was formed, he stood as a giant well beyond several hundreds of feet taller than Brytunn, readying himself for physical(?) combat.

'You Don't Intend To Escape?' The halt in assault did confuse Khrona, as normally one would try to find some means of escape. 'Well, There Are Ways Out Of People's Minds, You Know,' Khrona said without moving his mouth, eyes still closed, 'But Don't Underestimate The Power Of One's Imagination When Their Brain Is Fully Active!' Khrona may have been unconscious, but he used one hundred percent of his brain; he kept his body in motion, his organs pumping... Well, it was more that he knew that these things were happening than he was doing it with an effort. The brain still functioned the same way, it was just a matter of conscious awareness. He could control whether his body moves or organs pumped, however... In his Third Restriction form, he could even control his own blood, flesh, and bone.

Without warning after that, Khrona took a single stride toward Brytunn, hurling his foot in a way as to punt him clear across the abyss of his unconscious mind. 'Maybe Your Own Imagination Can Save You,' Khrona said forebodingly, giggling some with an echo behind it.

Though the foot was made completely out of psionic energy, the axe still made its hook. 'Oh?' Khrona said inquisitively, watching as his psionic body became a mountain climbing range for the wolf man, 'Looks Like You're Ready To Fight Now.' Khrona smirked as the man made his way closer to the face. 'However...' he'd say mentally, finally opening his eyes, a light shining from them that could be described as momentarily blinding, 'I Haven't Even Started To Use My True Psychic Power.' The sliver of glowing white that was Khrona's opening eyes brought light to the world of darkness, as well -- just a sliver over the horizon, and with a light that was too bright to be seen beyond.

With 'Radiesthesia', Khrona could see the auras of what he looked at, and Brytunn glowed red with rage. Khrona quickly deduced before Brytunn made his way to his face that he grew stronger from rage, and would quickly use the psychic power of 'Empathy' to transfer the emotions of rage from Brytunn and into Khrona. This made the psionic body and barely open eyes glow red, but his face was still as calm and smiling as noonday. 'Psychics Have The Power To Transfer Emotions With Empathy', Khrona said, letting his body become red hot -- too hot too touch. 'Be It To Give Or To Take, The Emotions Are Transferred.' Khrona grew brighter still, the redness of his body intensifying to a point where he became completely reddened, and was hotter than a star. 'Your Power Comes From Rage, Doesn't It?' Khrona asked, suddenly exploding with a great and tremendous power that blasted heat all across the realm. The explosion was like that of a supernova, and the light it created illuminated the entire dark range with redness, save for the white slit that appeared when Khrona opened his eyes. The eyes and mouths melted away at the intensity of such a heat, but their melting fell to the ground(?) as pools of pitch black darkness, which rippled and expanded farther the longer they were out, making it seem like black blotches of flooding ink had been dripped upon the red hot surface.

'I Do Hope I Haven't Destroyed You...' Khrona said, wondering what the fate of Brytunn would be after an explosion of energy of such a caliber, 'I Am Certainly Having A Fun Time Right Now! The Best I've Had In A Long While!' He chuckled.

Khrona wasn't surprised to see that Brytunn had survived, but was concerned about why he hadn't attacked again. 'Your Determination Precedes You,' Khrona said with a psychic laugh, 'And I Like That. But I Got That Heat From You, Not From Me. Psychics Also Have A Special Power To Convert Energy Into Different States Of Matter Or Energy, As Well.' Khrona wasn't entirely certain about the composition of this ice that Brytunn encased his bones in, but he was willing to test its might.

Using 'Psychometry', Khrona was able to analyze the icy body that was Brytunn down to its very last fibers, learning its strengths and weaknesses... If it had any, that is. 'That May Keep You From The Heat, But It Won't Keep You From My Psychic Might!' The puddles of darkness bubbled and glopped, bursting from the ground tiny clawed hands that extended out toward Brytunn, trying to tear the icy flesh from his body. The black substance proved caustic and acidic, so it would be able to melt through without the use of heat, if it could melt through at all. Khrona had to test this.

Still, whilst that was going on, Khrona didn't want to just remain stationary. With his slits for eyes still glowing, he raised his foot up once more and stomped it down upon Brytunn with a great force -- enough to do damage to him, based on the damage that wasn't inflicted upon him initially at the beginning of the battle. This would hopefully crush his icy armor of flesh and his bones simultaneously.

Shocked from the impact of the axe upon his foot and leg, the giant Khrona topples over, falling to what seemed to be the ground... Yet, before he may impact, he disappeared completely, this time appearing again as a normal-sized person. His leg did not seem at all injured -- as it was psionic in the first place -- and this body was likely to be just the same. 'Good Move,' Khrona complimented, 'But You're Still Trapped Inside Of My Mind.' He looked around, the redness fading from the once dark realm, returning it to blackness and hiding the puddles of the dark acidic substance from sight with the darkness all around. 'You Must Be An Immortal,' Khrona said decisively. 'If You Can Still Think, I Can Hear Your Thoughts As If They Are Normal Speech.' The realm around Brytunn started to gnaw at him with acidic properties which would ease their way into whittling down the ice wolf man. 'You Are An Interesting Character. I Wonder What Sort Of Other Powers You Have At Your Disposal?'

Khrona felt his mind come to a chill. 'Taking The Opposite Approach, Are We?' This reminded Khrona of when he fought an old friend of his with the power to do the same thing that Brytunn was doing... The difference was that Khrona was all together and not restricted into his thirteen different forms back then, but was significantly weaker because he didn't need his thirteen different forms to level out his power. 'It's Smart, Too...' Khrona would say, opening his eyes more, 'But I've Been Gifted With Godly Power, As Well, As You'll See If You Can Make It Up To My Higher Restrictions'... Khrona giggled, the icy atmosphere beginning to chill his mind. 'Oh, Dear, I'll Have To Get You Out Of Here, Then. Can't Have You Giving Me Brainfreeze, After All!' With a lighthearted chuckle, Khrona's eyes suddenly burst open and again, a blinding light consumed the area. This light washed over the entire domain, leaving not a trace of the former darkness that was Khrona's unconscious mind before. Now, however...

He was Awakened.

The two, Brytunn and Khrona, would be in the positions and states they were in before entering Khrona's mind -- Brytunn with his flesh and bone still intact, and Khrona still swaddled by a crystal cocoon. Though, the one key difference between then and now was that Khrona's eyes were completely open; shining, even. Around his body were several distortions that seemed to be coming from the power of his mind. These distortions made Khrona's form harder to see, as he was already translucent, and they also seemed to be having an effect on the atmosphere around them...

Khrona visibly frowned, taking what Brytunn said as an insult to his own mind. 'I Can Only Use My Mind Whilst I Am In This Form,' he said psychically, 'If You Cannot Best My Mind, What Hope Do You Have Against My Body?' Brytunn knew not of what Khrona's body was capable of, nor why he kept it so protected. 'I Am Conservative With My Energy, Fighting With Only Just Enough. If You Want Me To Use My Fists, You'll Have To Make It To My Third Restriction.' Furrowing his brow, Khrona let out a powerful psychic force that swept away the matter of the field with a powerful blow, his 'Theta Waves' and 'Conversion' changing the solid matter into energy for himself. This was only within a set area, however, though Brytunn was subject to it if he didn't avoid it.

'Would You Rather I Use My Mind To Fight You With The Elements?' Khrona asked, thinking about the stream nearby and causing the entire thing to rise up from the ground, 'Or Do You Want Me To Attack You Fruitlessly With Techniques That Will Do You No Damage?' Stiffening the water and increasing the pressure, Khrona slammed it down upon Brytunn in an attempt to crush him with the weight and density of the water, having made it like that of the deepest trenches of the sea. 'I Am Aware That In This Form, I Do Not Do Any Physical Damage. All Of My Power Is Psychic.' The wide-eyed Khrona, unblinking, trying to crush and drown Brytunn, asked, 'What Would You Consider To Be A Fair Battle, If My Mind Alone Is Not So?'

As Khrona thought, Brytunn's body was not affected by normal or conventional means, and thus utilizing them in the first place would have been ineffective. He didn't think that using anything that was inevitably going to fail was very efficient, so he ruled out doing so at the beginning of the battle when he tested Brytunn's might with the first strike. It was then and there that Khrona knew what he had to do to face Brytunn and actually inflict damage upon him, which he did. Though, Khrona didn't take too kindly to being called cowardly for coming to this conclusion, so he decided that he would show Brytunn the power of the Second Restriction of his Soul since the First Restriction of his Mind was so overwhelming.

'Then Let Me Stop The Talk...' Khrona said as Brytunn neared, '... And Show You My Own Burning Soul!!!' At that moment, the cocoon that Khrona was in broke, releasing the man in the form of a spirit. His hair was now a glowing white and his body was still transparent, though in a different fashion than it was when his hair was lavender. "Behold, The Second Restriction, Of The Soul!" Khrona's very soul echoed out, massive distortions coming from it as Khrona cried out. "I Don't Know How Accustomed You Are To The Spiritual Plane, But If You've Got A Soul, I'm Gonna Hurt It!" The floating Khrona crackled with spiritual energy and as Brytunn was as close as he could be, Khrona cried out, "Soul Cadenza!" Thrusting a ghastly hand toward Brytunn's chest, Khrona would release a soul-shattering force that would jar Brytunn's very source of his determination should it make contact.

Little did Brytunn know, Khrona's soul -- like his mind -- was that of a God, as well. But he would find out soon enough that more than that about Khrona was Godly, for that is what made him a Tensei. "And I'll Show You The Strength Of My Soul!" Khrona may not have been able to shatter Brytunn's soul, but he could still fight on par with it and do damage to it. Likely was the same for him to Khrona, if his soul was truly Godly. "Passion Fruits Grape!" Khrona cried out, slamming his spiritual hand to the axe that came at him with such force, only to cause it to stop. "What 'Passion Fruits Grape' Does Is Halt All Kinetic Energy That I Come In Contact With, And All The Potential Energy..." Khrona smirked, crackling with spiritual energy again, "Goes To ME!" There was a powerful explosion, and the energy in the air was a vivid crystal, shimmering in the light. Khrona's soul had expanded to encompass that of a thousand suns, which would take up just that much energy in the universe. "First Lesson About My Soul Is That I Can Maneuver It Any Way I Want To. And If You're Within The Radius Of My Soul, You're In My Territory." Just like they had fought in Khrona's mind, now they were going to fight within Khrona's soul.

Khrona flickered away instantaneously to another nearby planet, immediately charging it with the power of his soul. Whatever he was going to do with it, it was going to be planetary, that was for certain... He stood upon the ground, the wraith-like man able to see clear across the cosmos with his 'Soul Notation', which allowed him to perceive souls.

Khrona took note of what Brytunn was doing. He was trying to pull the energy out of the air that was already part of Khrona's soul. That was a bad idea, for the Soul Energy that Khrona emitted when his soul was released gave him spiritual power to manipulate his own soul and its energy in any way he saw fit. Absorbing any of it was deadly, since then Khrona could do something like this...

"Soul Legato - Long Distance Cadenza!"

The Legato allows for one to strike from very far away through harmonization of wavelengths to a certain distance within the radius of the soul. Since Khrona's soul now encompassed the space of a thousand suns thanks to Brytunn, he could strike Brytunn from anywhere in the cosmos. With a powerful spiritual force, Brytunn would be blasted with the Soul Legato if he had no means of counteracting it. Yet, even if he did, Khrona's main attack came from what he was going to do with the planet he was charging with his Soul Energy.

"Planet Destruction Cannon!" Khrona cried out as he literally swept across the planet he was on, spun it to face Brytunn on the other planet, and launched it with an immense power that was able to shatter the planet that was coming at him and keep all of the momentum going with only soul energy alone. This planetary sized soul energy blast would be able to wipe the planet that Brytunn sat on away with little to no effort, and hopefully Brytunn and his soul, as well.

It seemed like Khrona was getting serious now.

Floating through space, Khrona flickered himself as a soul to the next planet, charging it up and getting ready to do the same thing again. He had the thought to use this solar system's star for this technique, but if he didn't need to, then he wouldn't. Firing off planets was fine for now.

Khrona continued to watch from a different planet, seeing that Brytunn had now kept himself protected in a sphere of Absolute Zero. It was impressive, to say the least, but Khrona hadn't even begun to get started yet. He was still only in his Second Restriction out of Thirteen, and this was in no way his strongest capability. "Bravo," Khrona's voice echoed, as his entire soul that encompassed the cosmos allowed him to speak through it anywhere at any time, as well as be anywhere within it at any time, "But You Still Absorbed Some Of My Soul Into You When You Absorbed That Energy." Khrona smirked. "So I Don't Need To Hit You From The Outside. I'm Already Inside." Manipulating the soul energy that Brytunn absorbed into himself, Khrona said, "Soul Alter!" and began to alter the very makeup of Brytunn's soul. Brytunn's Godly soul would be slowly, but surely, altered to that of a mere mortal once again, reverting back to its form from before he ever became an immortal. This didn't happen instantly, but it did happen gradually, as Khrona's Soul Energy slowly infected and contaminated Brytunn's soul with his own.

"You're Underestimating My Power," the spiritual Khrona said, "But I Have A Feeling That I Have Yet To See What You're Capable Of Yet..." Or, so he hoped.

Meanwhile, Khrona continued to charge the next planet he was on with more of his Soul Energy so that he could get ready for another 'Planet Destruction Cannon' when the time was right... Or, perhaps, something a bit more spiritually destructive... Even planets have souls, after all.

"WHAT?!" Khrona stopped everything he was doing and warped to where Brytunn was, swiping his arms powerfully to part all of the magmatic destruction that was part of the two planets' collision. "You Think I Have No Honor? I Am Fighting You In Ways That Are Simply Creative And Also Meant To Take Advantage Of Whatever Openings I May Have! I'm Not The One That Absorbed Someone Else's Energy Unwittingly, You Know." Khrona turned his ghostly back to Brytunn as he hovered close, gazing at another planet nearby. "I Use Tactics That Work, Like I Said Before. Would You Rather Me Just Try To Hit You And Have No Effect? That's Neither Efficient Nor Intelligent!" Hopefully Khrona's argument made Brytunn reconsider his insult to Khrona and his tactics. "I Do Not Know What You Consider An Honorable Fight, So I Do Not Know Which Of My Capabilities I Should Or Should Not Use. I Merely Feel Like Anything Goes." He turned to Brytunn, placing his transparent hands on his hips, "Would You REALLY Rather I Fight You Physically, In My Third Form? I Highly Doubt It Will Change The Outcome -- I Only Get Stronger The Farther Up We Go In My Transformations. The Third One Just Limits Me To All Physicality, But It Might Not Be What You Expect." No one ever suspected how Khrona fought, ESPECIALLY when he used his legendary 'Anatomia' against an opponent. "Don't Leave Me In The Dark -- Let Me Know What You Believe An Honorable Fight Is."

Khrona considered the thought, placing a hand to his chin. "Somehow, I Knew You Would Say That." Yet, Khrona was still undoubtedly undefeated. "You Talk To Me About Honor, Then Do Something Like This To Try To Trick Me? I Only Came Over Here And DIDN'T Destroy You So That We Could Have The Fair Fight You Wanted." Khrona wasn't happy about being 'tricked', so to speak, but the battle wasn't exactly over. It was more or less... Put on hold. "Maaah, I Just Want To Make Sure You Can Say That I Fought You Fair And Square, That's All!" Khrona did have a baby rage and was sometimes rather childish, especially for a grown man, but his childish spirit is what kept him going sometimes. "Fool Me Once, Shame On You, But Fool Me Twice..." as the saying goes. "I'll Just Give You This Battle, Since I Won The Mental Battle From Before And Call Us Tied. I'll Move On To My Next Restriction Out Of Respect For You, But Be Warned... I Won't Be Beguiled By Your Thoughts Of Honor Again."

Khrona withdrew the planet he charged his Soul Energy into, allowing the two of them to gently rest upon it as if the planet itself were a creature that carefully placed riders upon its back. "This Next Fight Will Be Completely Physical, So I Don't Want To Hear Anything About Dishonor From You, Smart Guy!" Khrona glowed brightly for a moment and his transparent body was consumed with a bright light. Cell by cell, his body took form from out of the form of a spirit, and once each cell connected with confirmation, the glow ceased and Khrona stood on the field -- a barren wasteland -- just the same as he'd been when he first called someone out to fight with him... Only his hair was black and his skin was gray. The rest of him was the same: The skintight black suit with gloves and boots to match, the black jacket, and the soul serving as a belt buckle. A clump of his black hair fell over one of his red eyes and he gave a wide, sharp-toothed grin. "I'll Show You Why They Used To Call Me... The Black Dragon!"

Without warning, Khrona's jacket seemed to shift into the shape of draconic wings stretching to a great eight hundred foot wingspan in just a mere moment's notice. They were more durable than any physical substance and just their opening caused the planet to quake and tornadoes to brew from the vacuum. Khrona adjusted his gloves and, out of his own skin, a tophat and cane manifested, making him look like an English gentleman... Somewhat. "Whenever You're Ready, My Friend," was all that he said, allowing Brytunn to make the first move. This fight would surely prove Khrona's honor.

The first thing Khrona needed to do was adapt to the cold if he was going to fight mister winter-frost. "Absorption," Khrona calmly said, wavering his enormous wings with a light twinge. The vacuum they created from such a light movement sucked in the cold air and withdrew it into Khrona's body, allowing his body to instantly become immune to the effects of the element of choice as well as utilize said element for himself by integrating it into his very DNA, which he had absolute control over. That meant that no matter how cold it got, Khrona would be unaffected, and his skin turned an icy blue color.

With a small, gentle flap of his wings, Khrona was sent rocketing backward with a force like that of an explosion, which should have also knocked the wolf and wolf man away with the power. "These Wings Can Crush Planets With A Swipe," Khrona said as he barreled through the air carelessly, "So Don't Underestimate Their Power." Khrona's speeding body was moving so fast away from Brytunn that it almost seemed like it would come apart... Yet, every cell held together and even fortified, strengthening Khrona's body to something beyond what any g-force power could tear apart. If he needed to fly into space, that would also be how he'd get there without tearing his own flesh apart with just flaps of his great, draconic wings.

When he was comfortable with the distance made between the two of them, -- which was roughly about halfway around the planet several times the size of Earth -- Khrona expanded his wings again and caused himself to halt immediately on the dime, no form of concussive force damaging him or his body in any way. He floated there ominously for a moment before touching the ground, using his Anatomia to 'Merge' with it and find out where on this planet Brytunn was and where he was going; if he were charging in, stationary, or running the opposite direction.

That was all he'd do for now -- monitor the situation.

Khrona noted that the two stopped moving. 'There...' he thought, seeping into the ground and appearing behind them from out of it. "I Just Wanted To See What You'd Do," Khrona said before one of his wings morphed into an enormous black fist, thrusting down with the might of the powerful wing flap that sent Khrona speeding across the planet and more. This punch was nothing like the psychic punch at the beginning of the battle nor the psychic fight that happened in Khrona's mind -- this punch was planet-shattering, and would do so upon contact with it or with Brytunn. However, even if the planet shattered, it would not disperse, for now Khrona was part of the planet, itself, and was able to hold it together with just his physical form that had Merged with it alone. "Now, Let's Have Us A Skirmish!" Khrona said, his other black dragon wing turning into a large, overshadowing sword, which he kept at the ready to slice at Brytunn as a counterattack should the 'Black Fist' of his 'Dragon Wing' fighting style fail.