I was shocked after that because my blood that was splattered on the floor suddenly floated in the air and just like before, the blood transformed into fine grains of bluish sands that formed a familiar shape on my hand—the sword.
Harlan also looks bewildered since this is his first time witnessing this sword. His eyes cannot believe as he stared at the blue sword that I am holding.
But he was able to pull himself together and charge towards me.
I know that he plans to end my life at that moment. I raised the sword that I am holding as and pointed it at his approaching frame.
“You can never hurt me, kid!” he roared angrily.
I tried to gather all the anger that I have kept within me—the memories of his oppression to the people in Balwarte and to the horrible thing that did to Johan.
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