For a long moment, Gilgamesh simply stared at her.
Then he sighed.
It was a heavy sound, filled with something that might have been disappointment or might have been respect or might have been both intertwined so thoroughly that even he couldn't separate them.
"Very well."
He raised his hand, and the weapons around him began to spin faster.
Lumivara responded with everything she had left.
"MY TAILS ARE THE SHARPEST IN EXISTENCE, AND THEY SHALL PIERCE EVERYTHING BEFORE ME!"
BOOM!
The Declaration erupted from her with force that cracked the ground beneath her feet. Her seven remaining tails blazed with light so intense that the Wastes themselves recoiled, and then they transformed. No longer flowing extensions of her form, they became blades of concentrated radiance, each one carrying the full weight of her Way behind it.
They surged toward Gilgamesh like the wrath of dying Folds.
