CRACK!
The crack in Baroness Sheiza's black sword blade grew longer as my grip tightened.
My Black Star seemed to glow even brighter, ready to shatter this cursed black blade.
"W-WHY IS THE CRACK GETTING BIGGER...?! YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN SUFFERED BY THE CURSE OF KING BAHAMUT...!" Baroness Sheiza exclaimed in annoyance.
I chuckled as my life was dwindling.
In this desperate situation, either I would die first, or this black sword would shatter first.
"The Curse of King Bahamut... will never be able to control me, Baroness Sheiza..." I said, my breath growing shallow.
"HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE…?! MY SWORD HAS ALREADY STUNNED YOUR BODY! THIS IS THE PLACE WHERE THE FRAGMENT OF KING BAHAMUT IS, A PLACE THAT THE CURSE SHOULD BE THE STRONGEST…! YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED FROM THE CURSE OF KING BAHAMUT THE SECOND I SLASHED YOU, DAMN IT…!"
"…you don't understand because Vermillion never walks alone, Baroness Sheiza."
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
