“Enhance… armament.”
Byuu! A cold wave swirled around his feet and swept out in all
directions. Eugeo thrust his beloved sword he held with a
reverse grip into the stone floor with all he had.

The moisture that made the marble’s smooth surface wet
froze over like a mirror in an instant. Making noises like
cracking wood, the icy wave plunged forward towards Bercouli
at the front.

Despite the pathway having a breath of approximately five
mel, the freezing wave brought forth by the Blue Rose Sword
stretched close to ten mel. Layers of ice extended out over the
pools filled with hot water at the sides as well, but as expected,
their advance was sluggish due to the heat. However, this was
no longer any time for excuses.

Shifting all of his mental focus on his right hand, Eugeo
gripped the sword tighter than ever. With a solid roar, countless
rose thorns, rather than tendrils, reached out from the frosty
floor.

Those changed to thick icicles in the blink of an eye and their
sharp ends gleamed all over the pathway while rushing towards
Bercouli, gliding across the ground. However, the knight
commander’s mouth merely stiffened up slightly, moving no
more after lowering his waist in that same position. It appeared
he hadn’t the slightest intention of escaping into the baths at the
sides.

(Alicization Dividing, 107)