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... affected or effectively splitting the planet he was on.

Narsil was only an Epic rank Magic weapon made out of Duranium and a 6th tier Magic crystal. On its own, it lacked the power to even cut through the solidified ball of shadows much less the world itself.

This was a sword that, while naturally overflowing with Magic energy, was still weaker than the divine. Its only skill was called Rapid Burst, an ability that sends out continuous streams of energy slashes at its target whi ...

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