Grace Luna braced herself as the spectral wraiths coalesced within the ruins. The Sky Sentinel circled above, its optical sensors tracking their movements. She activated her blades—twin conduits of focused energy—gripping them not with hands but by channeling power through her forearms, an unorthodox technique she’d pioneered. Each swing would disrupt their ethereal forms, pushing them back into the void from whence they came. A silent promise echoed in her mind: protect the boundary, safeguard the realm.
this was a pretty low step result, only 400 steps!, around 1000 steps would be the min i'd use normally.
she seems to be trying out a unique method to hold the sword. hehe