The room was silent, broken only by the faint whisper of magical energy. William breathed with difficulty. His torso was bare, and sweat streamed down his back. In front of him, the target he had constructed crumbled into ashes.
"Abyss Spear!"
A new burst of power erupted from his hand. The black spear whistled through the air and pierced a reinforced column as if it were butter, leaving a corrupt trail that slowly spread like venom. His new spells came from the nightmare world; they were what Anubis used in his youth, but since he focused on the path of the sword, he had stopped using them. However, William didn't want to be solely a knight; he wanted versatility, he wanted to be unpredictable, which was why he didn't neglect any aspect.
The Abyss Spear was a projectile that encased part of the Void, and upon piercing its opponent, it sent that part of the enemy's body into the Void, making it a terrifying attack against which there was no effective defense.
