[Tacitus]

*The blade flies at May and right before it reaches her, she raises her hand and it stops in midair. She reaches out and grabs it.*

May: My weapons do not attack their owner. They almost have a will of their own. Gazing through the immense light and dark that fills this place, I can only think of the boundaries between two elemental planes. If this place is anything at all like such a boundary, I may not be as far behind as I thought.

*She reaches down and touches the darkness created by the sword. With a crackle of dark energies mixing with the goodness of her touch, a small section of the darkness receeds.*

May: Ah,...Well, of course I couldn't do that too many more times...

*She strikes one sword upon the other and the Holy Avenger flares to life, but Animus Caritas remains cold and dead in her hands. She spreads her wings for a moment, then folds them back again. She places her swords in a sheath upon her back and produces the Foolsmiter. Despite the size of the sledge, she wields it easily. She concentrates on the Foolsmiter for a moment as it begins to crackle with pure white electricity.*

May: If you'll allow me, I'd like to try an experiment

*She strides forward and smashes it into the ground right at the boundary between light and dark.*