*some runes on the mechanical sheath glow a bright cobalt blue as I grasp the handle* Demon, king, lord, god. In the end, it doesn't matter... For all can only do so much. *thrusting my hand out, a torrent of ash bursts from my wrists and neck and forms in spears that impale themselves in the ground around us* *I run up to a spear and pick it up, throwing it at you*