Fwip!
Without hesitation, I drew [Midnight].
The black blade hummed faintly, drinking in the light around it.
"…That sword."
The Goddess of Light's gaze locked onto it, her golden eyes narrowing. Her voice carried both surprise and suspicion.
"How do you possess it?"
Her words almost made me laugh. Instead, I tilted my head and smirked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
Her expression hardened, wings twitching as Solara lifted, its golden edge burning like the sun itself.
"I see… but even with that cursed blade, you cannot hope to defeat me." Her tone was final, a divine judgment cast before the fight had even begun.
I raised Midnight slowly, its black edge catching nothing, reflecting nothing.
Only void.
"…We'll see."
My grip tightened.
'Chaos output... maximum.'
Instantly, I felt the energy around being pulled towards me, but hesitation was no longer an option.
This was life or death.
"Haah..."
A cold breath escaped my lips.
BOOOM!
