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Silence reigned in the rain-soaked clearing.
The sword that had suddenly appeared did not slice through Loyar’s hand, but remained half-buried in it. Equally astonishing was the fact that the sword had appeared in the hand of a girl where previously there had been nothing. And somehow, Loyar had blocked the swinging sword with her bare hand.
The onlookers stood with their mouths agape as they took in the two unbelievable occurrences that had happened at once.
Thud!
“Ugh!”
Loyar, even with a sword lodged in her right hand, grabbed onto the blade and kicked Ellen in the abdomen, snatching away the sword.
Ssss…
However, the sword that had been stolen from Ellen’s grip simply vanished from Loyar’s hand, as if it had never existed, and reappeared with its hilt in Ellen’s right fist once again while she lay on the ground.
Loyar’s eyes widened at the sight. This was not a sword created through some summoning magic.
‘Soulbinding?’ Loyar thought.
Such a thing could only happen when a sword was bound to the owner’s soul. And there were only a few of them in the world.
“Ugh…”
Ellen tried to stagger to her feet, drenched in rain, but glaring at Loyar with a determined look in her eyes. She, if no one else, knew that Loyar had truly intended to kill her, for reasons...
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