Parrying a Ghoul's talon away from me, I stabbed my newly enchanted dagger into its chest, pulsing some mana through the blade.
The results were-
Watching as it's chest exploded from the pulse of mana, I smirked as it's core fell to the ground, the spherical object clattering to the floor as the Ghoul's corpse turned to dust.
Intriguing.
What would that have done to a living, breathing person, I wonder?
If I amplified the pulse, would their entire torso have vaporized?
What if I lowered the power of the pulses but increased the frequency?
I stared down at my First Fang with a wide grin, the ash coated blade becoming clean again as I sent some more mana into it.
Hearing something shuffling to my left, I swung the dagger towards the sound of the noise, a crescent of ice slicing through the air and decapitating the stumbling Ghoul.
