Swan
311 Words
At this time, several sparks had already lighted the previously dark kitchen, and in between the two masked fighters, a ring of blades appeared.
Broken needles, arrows, and short daggers were arranged haphazardly closer to Rudeus while Kitchen Knives, Butchering knives, forks, and other assorted cooking utensils were littered around Swan. The culprits, of course, were both of them respectively.
Sweat tickled from Rudeus' brow and for the umpteenth time, he cursed the Witch who stole his powers, now he could feel his little strength seeping away.
Although he had a stock reserve from the ingested food he ate, he considered it severely unproductive to 'waste' it here.
he could feel it, that this woman was playing with him.
Not even once had she infused her Life energy to her hidden weapons, yet the collision force that occurred between it and his, duly imbued; had caused sparks to lit up this damnable place.
Yes, Damnable, it felt like heaven on earth, but now... he felt like this was Apocalypse itself.
‘Why can't I just eat braised pork in peace.’
"How are you called, Boy with the mask?" Strangely enough, it was the Woman who brought up a conversation. Not letting his guard down for even a moment,
‘Is she somehow liking this? She behaves like my Shifu's third wife. You'll think she's a pure flower, but peel away the petals and then...’
"You think you're funny eh? Wait until I kick off that Kimono and see what chaos is hidden under"
"Am now certain you want to die. Let me send you in your way —"
"Sorry but... You're going to be disappointed. " Rudeus smiled cheekily before suddenly disappearing.
Swan swept through the whole place with her mind's eye. She had a serious frown on her face after that. "He really isn't here. What magic is that."
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