Martial arts: Geodstrike

You spoke of your martial prowess. You'd proven yourself gifted enough to master one of the mightiest techniques afforded to Geod’s warriors. First wielded by a certain Saintess years ago, the Geodstrike is an especially powerful blow, capable not only of splitting barricades or smashing stone, but also, especially well-suited for the destruction of the demon lord’s forces.

“The Geodstrike, yes. I am pleased you’ve mastered it to such a level. The hellspawn fear this mighty attack, which empowers your weapon with the will of our lord himself. There is no need for you to demonstrate it here. Please, leave my desk in tact.”

The Geodstrike was a fighter’s best friend– an all-purpose tool. It had really been a no-brainer to devote yourself to mastering the talent.

“And you remember the condition of Geodstrike, correct?”

It seemed so inconsequential that you’d nearly forgotten it. According to the texts, Geodstrike can only be used in the service of Geod’s wishes. If Geod should see the summons for a Geodstrike and judge it an unworthy application of ****, the power will either fail to come forth, or worse, cause a recoil that smites a particularly unjust wielder.

“Use His power, but do not use it recklessly, Squire Lavender. I have seen unworthy men destroyed by it in my time, foolish duelists who thought themselves the moral superior of their foe. It is not a weapon to solve a bar room brawl.”

You nodded in grim recognition. This was no time to scoff at the experience of your teacher.