zweihander

“Stand aside. I got this,” Kenyami said. The black swordsman unsheathed his weapon of humongous proportions – a zweihander – which was called “Shadow Gale”, or so she remembered.

The angered whiss now held a zweihander and used both hands to hold the sword. Black smoke seeped from the arrow wound in its back. What? Taylor thought. He was completely made of smoke; how could she hurt him? I'm glad she did, though; ...