Mira, satisfied with the foundation of her new scythe technique, decided to test it further. The [Cyclone of the Frozen Moon] that she spent the last day or so theorizing was powerful, but she knew it could be more. "I need to see how it fares in real combat," she murmured, her eyes scanning the Thicket for a suitable challenge.
She didn't have to wait long. A Mid-Stage Rank 9 Ice Troll, known for its brute strength and thick skin, lumbered into view. Its massive form crashed through the icy terrain, oblivious to the danger it was about to face.
Mira readied herself, gripping her scythe with both hands. She initiated the [Cyclone of the Frozen Moon], the blade beginning to spin with increasing speed, gathering momentum.
As the Ice Troll roared and charged, Mira's technique reached its peak. She leaped forward, spinning into the air, her scythe a mere blur. She struck at the troll's massive leg, her blade slicing through its thick hide as if it were nothing.
