Inside the large Training Ground in the upper decks of the Gloriana-class Battleship Iron Fist.
Rorschach, clad in the third-generation Spark of Glory Vibranium Power Armor, stood in the vast, empty space.
In his two massive hands, he gripped the heavy, black Dawnbreaker Warhammer and the Scythe of Blood wreathed in green light.
Thud, thud, thud—
The next instant, Rorschach, his expression slightly solemn, abruptly opened his tightly shut eyes. A flicker of shadow and scarlet flashed through their depths.
As the pale gold mag-boots beneath his feet repeatedly struck the heavy metal floor, they rang out with sharp impacts.
Wisps of pitch-black shadow immediately surfaced along the Scythe of Blood's keen edge before sweeping fiercely through the surrounding air!
At the same time, droplets of scarlet psychic energy, like viscous blood, rapidly coated the Dawnbreaker Warhammer and gradually boiled along with Rorschach's increasingly ferocious attacks!
Buzzz—
At that moment, Shadow Clones clutching all kinds of Shadow Weapons instantly condensed out of Rorschach's enormous body.
The Shadow Clones immediately turned their attacks on Rorschach, launching an unceasing siege against him at point-blank range!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Dawnbreaker Warhammer, wrapped in scarlet psychic energy, crashed down among the mass of Shadow Clones like a battering ram.
Invisible shockwaves erupted with a thunderous roar, instantly scattering Shadow Clone after Shadow Clone as countless black shadows returned to Rorschach's body!
"If the Raven King's Shadow Power makes me seem more like a powerful psyker, then Sanguinius's Bloody Power clearly excels in close combat. It can also sustain warfare on a large scale—the more enemies there are, the more threatening Bloody Power becomes..."
At this moment, Rorschach, whose attacks had come to an abrupt halt, lowered his head slightly.
He looked down at the two melee weapons in his enormous hands and muttered,