Tomoe frowned as another group of geniuses rushed toward the final throne, their desperation obvious now that four pillars of light had already pierced the skies.
She had ignored the Representative Wills from the start, caring far more about finding someone capable of making her sword feel alive again, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that the easiest way to continue her fight with Sylas was to finish this nonsense first.
Her sword moved once, and the first three geniuses rushing ahead of her disappeared beneath overlapping silver lines before they even realized she had attacked.
Another tried to slip around her using some movement technique that distorted space, only for Tomoe's Sword Will to fill the gap ahead of him and cut through his body before his foot touched the other side.
More continued coming.
