A fierce glint flashed through Reinhardt's eyes. The next instant… a terrifying amount of divine energy erupted from his body.
The golden radiance that normally surrounded him suddenly became violent and poured toward his sword. It surged through the weapon as though it had developed a will of its own, causing the air around the blade to tremble.
The solar edge began glowing.
WHOOM… WHOOM…
The light that was spreading outward began compressing. All of it, every fragment of divine energy, was forced toward the edge of the blade.
Soon, the radiance became thinner and sharper. The enormous amount of divine energy was now gathered around a single line along the blade's edge, no thicker than a finger.
Then…
Crack…
Faint black sparks appeared around the sword. They looked like lightning, but they weren't. They were cracks in space itself.
