Zarek gazed at the simple sword standing atop the hill, a sneer on his face.
He floated through the air and quickly reached the spot. Though still shackled in chains, he didn't seem to care at this moment.
His blue pupils stared intently at the sword for a moment, growing thoughtful.
"Hmm, what should I do with this?"
Fortunately, there was an idiot named Alice who had already given him all the information he needed about the Excalibur, so he didn't have to go through the whole fuck around to find out phase.
With all the necessary knowledge in hand, the hassle was pretty much taken care of.
His body tilted downward as he gazed with cold blue pupils.
A small crack erupted where his gaze landed, gradually spreading into a web of fractures that soon covered the entire hill.
"Come out." Zarek wanted to shout, but the chains restrained his voice, preventing him from speaking further.
