"WHAT?! NO—IMPOSSIBLE!!!"
Lucian's voice cracked with disbelief.
He thrashed.
He screamed.
He couldn't comprehend it, couldn't understand it.
At Ereskia's current state, at her level of mana and exhaustion, she should've only been able to use Sheol once. That devastating slash from before… that was supposed to be it!
There was no way she could summon the sword again, no way it could still be charged, glowing with energy, as if the first attack had never even been unleashed!
Then how?
How the sword still charged with energy, like the attack had never been unleashed?!
But in the end, he would never be able to know the answer anymore.
Because…
SLASH!!!
Ereskia swung Sheol wide, the black blade howling through the air like the reaper's scythe, aimed straight at Lucian's neck.
