Sword of Dawnbreaker

The vacant-faced Malm Dunite inside the gem suddenly ”came to life,” glaring at Rosetta with malice, his mocking voice resonating the air around the gem, ”All you have trapped is a mere avatar! The true me is already unified with the Lord’s radiant glory. You will never comprehend that great realm beyond mortal understanding—keep boasting here, as a mortal, you aren’t even qualified to stand against the Lord—this war itself will swallow you and your pathetic family!”

Rosetta quietly watched the face emerging from the gem. He was not the least bit angry, his voice continually calm, ”Yes... you make some valid points, as a mortal, reaching the divine above truly is a difficult task... solving such a conundrum is immensely enjoyable.”

His fingers exerted a slight force, and powerful magic poured into the gem. As a faint snap sounded alongside an indistinct roar, the gem along with the spirit trapped inside instantly vanished amid smoke and ashes.