Can My Flamescion Greatsword Cut Through Karma, Yet Fail to Break a Teammate's Iron Back-Lean?

Flamescion welled from deep inside her body—not a burn, not an explosion, but a near-pious condensation. That cluster of fire flowed out of her heart, past her shoulders, down her arms, and finally coalesced into a sword in her palm. The sword lacked a fixed shape, its entire body composed of flowing flames, red like a newborn sun yet faint like the last refusing-to-go-out trace of a person's heart.

With this Flamescion... Kiana muttered softly, her voice too gentle for a battlefield.

What is she doing? Xiao Xiao opened her eyes wide, not even daring to breathe.

She is putting everything in, Huo Yuhao said in a low voice. Not power. She used up power long ago. What she is putting in is her all. Her memories, her pain, her love, her hate, that glimpse of the world she saw for Himeko, every single blade she blocked for her comrades. She is twisting all of these into a sword. So this sword is no longer just fire. It is the proof of a person's lived existence.

Yet Otto can break it down, Bei Bei's voice tightened. Didn't he dismantle her fire before?

He cannot break it, Tang San suddenly said, his voice like a stone falling into deep water. Because this sword is not aimed at his body. It is aimed at the connection between him and the Tree. What she wants to cut is the reason he still stands upon the divine throne. The moment this sword lands on that chain, Otto's power will fracture from the source. That is neither energy nor rules. It is a mortal demanding a person back from a tree.

Yet can she strike him? Lei Xiang asked roughly.

Within the image, Kiana already leaped. Durandal stamped hard against the ground behind her, the