Now, it was a contest of pure personal strength.
Cypher tossed aside his slightly scorching wand. The prolonged overload of magical power had pushed it beyond its limits, and it promptly announced its retirement.
Ice Soul Sword!
Cypher shouted inwardly. The fingers of his right hand drew together as pale ice crystals began to form, and once they solidified, it was as though a sword had grown from his hand.
Then, at a speed ordinary people could barely perceive, Cypher charged at Grindelwald and slashed down.
Were battles between wizards really like in games, with both sides casting spells from afar and waiting to see who collapsed first?
Obviously not...
Credence Barebone, originally named Aurelius Dumbledore.
He was Aberforth Dumbledore's son and Professor Dumbledore's nephew!
He was an Obscurial. Before he had truly gained control of the Obscurus, he could already cast magic, destroy an entire street, and stir up torrents of rubble to attack Professor Dumbledore.
Back then, he had attacked the professor of his own accord. As an Obscurial, his magical power was undoubtedly abundant, yet he had still charged at Professor Dumbledore without hesitation.
That was because the closer magical power was to its wielder, the more condensed it became—and the more condensed it was, the greater its power!
By the time Tom ruled the British Magical World, wizard battles had somehow become things like, "You turn flames into snakes, and I turn your snakes into swords."
That turn-based style of fighting... was beneath contempt in this era!
In this era, everyone understood the hidden meaning behind the Unforgivable Curses.
They all knew how to control their own magic, leaving their opponents no chance to counter it.
If, in battle, the magic you cast was turned against you by your opponent—
Forget winning. Run!
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