[With one shockwave, power explodes outwards from him in a blinding purple light, radiating and threatening to blow anyone away who doesn't have a good foothold. Dark armor begins to digitize around his arms, legs, and finally his body, clasping onto it violently as power surges through him. It catches the attention of the monsters in the area, who shrink back at the display. Trees and other vegetation all struggle within the presence of Tartgalia, and with another wave that blasts out from the core of the Harbinger, the armor fully adorning him as one last blast of wind hits everything in the surrounding area.
A glaive materializes into his hands, of which he separates immediately into two blades that match the mass of stars that shine in the cape that flows behind him, staring at Yoimiya from behind a red mask with a single eye. He steps forward once the transformation ends, feeling the weight of it, heavy on his shoulders and joints.]
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A glaive materializes into his hands, of which he separates immediately into two blades that match the mass of stars that shine in the cape that flows behind him, staring at Yoimiya from behind a red mask with a single eye. He steps forward once the transformation ends, feeling the weight of it, heavy on his shoulders and joints.]
Y̙̝̘o͔̪͜u͔̪̫ s̪͚͚e͎͎͉e̞̼͙,͍͉͉ t̡͔͕h͇͖͇i̼͖͔s̢̪̞ i̢͎̠ș͙ w͍͍̝h̢̘̺e͇̞̟r̦̟̫e̘͉̘ I͕͎͎'̝̼͙v͇̠͚e̼̺ s͎̼̘e̞͜͜e̙̪͇n̻͇̼ a̠̻̺ b͔̞͇l͔̦͙a͙͙̻d̡͕͙e͎̼͜ l̠͉̠i̘̠͜k̟̘̦e͚̦ t̢͉͎h̟̫̦a͚̠͍t̼̟͚ b͉̼̘e̘̝f̝̠o̺͇̫r͙̻͓e͇̼̦.̺͕̫ I̢̘̙t̘̘̫ m͚͙̪i̠̦r̟̞͔r̙̘͎o̠̟̠r̢̠̫s̡̫̘ m͖̟y͓̪͍ o̢͚̞w̡̦͜n̢̻͔.͓͉̘
[He slams one blade into the ground, massive in size and sticking upward for her to see and compare to the sword in her own hand.]