Although the incantation for liberating Red Shadow was quite embarrassing, making Dorothy, who had long outgrown her adolescent phase over several lifetimes, awkwardly curl her toes, the power unleashed by the Demon Blade was undeniably real.
This time, it wasn't like the half-liberation used when slicing through low-level ronin earlier; it was the full liberation used once before at the Oiran Banquet.
Dorothy held the sword horizontally in front of her, and the scarlet blade suddenly shimmered, like a river of blood, with striking red waves clearly visible within.
Then, a red Flood Dragon soared up from the river, breaking through the dimensional wall and emerged from the blade.
The Red Dragon coiled up her arm that gripped the sword, finally wrapping around her body and transforming into a lively over-the-shoulder dragon tattoo, exuding a strange yet inexplicable divine majesty.
