Mortals believe that as long as their spine is straight, they can guard their pitiful self-esteem. They grit their teeth under the lash, trying to use willpower to combat the sensation of pain. But they forget that self-esteem also has a vibration frequency.
When the [Withered Bone · Bamboo Joint Spine Ruler] falls, it does not seek to slice your skin, nor does it deign to leave welts. The malice of this artifact lies in its "heavy pressure resonance." Its structure, resembling dried knuckles, converts all kinetic energy into a deep, blunt agony the moment it touches your vertebrae, piercing through flesh to explode within the crevices of your bones.
This is a physical "shattering report." When your bones tremble beneath the ruler, and that inescapable dull thud resonates within your skull, your so-called upright spine will collapse. You will find that before absolute physical crushing weight, willpower is but a mist wrapped around fragile bone. You are not bowing to pain; you are surrendering to the absolute truth of gravity and density.