As I took a deep breath and prepared my swing with the sword, a guttural sound came from the arch. My eyes widened as several Unspeakables released cries and orders. Now determined to not let anything out of that arch, I let Excalibur gather the magic within itself. A simple slash that cut through the air like butter. A massive arc of blues, golds, and a hint of purples of pure magic left the sword, the air wavering in its wake. As the magic neared the Arch, the top half of an Abyssal Lord popped out of the arch. It only had a brief moment to sinisterly look around before the powerful magic hit the lord and the arch. The two columns were sliced, cleaned through and exploded. The lord was cut in half, its durable body completely powerless to the power of Excalibur. 