Slayer couldn't help but feel threatened when staring into Bea's glowing, golden eyes. As if some slumbering beast gazed through the magnificent woman, ready to devour him whole.
He, of course, didn't show the growing distress in his heart. Instead, his smile widened, and without another word, the madman attacked.
Bea also sprang forward, moving her body and blade with incredible speed and precision.
She thrust her longsword, aiming at Slayer's heart. However, with his new curved bone sword, he didn't need to evade Bea's blow; he could just block it!
The magnificent woman moved with such fluidity, like it was a move rehearsed thousands of times, engrained in her very essence.
As the swords connected, Bea turned her blade, changing its angle. The bone sword moved along the wooden blade until the handguard halted it.
Slayer stood wide open, with no way to defend against Bea's approaching sword tip. It went straight through his glowing blood-red eye into his brain.
