The presence of the crimson blade drew a line in the sand between the two factions. The sheer weight of the weapon's pressure rippled outward, causing the ambient energy to warp and twist.
'Huh?! Where did she get a god class weapon from?' Nirvana thought with a deep frown, her eyes locked onto the radiating crimson steel. She had pride in her own arsenal, but the presence of Jessica's weapon made her skin crawl with a sudden sense of inferiority.
"Seems the Sword Academy's Team doesn't want to lose to us." Grace muttered in a low voice, a competitive spark igniting in her eyes as she gripped her staff tighter.
High above the desecrated hallowed ground, the draconic beast woman who was hovering in the air slowly landed on the head of a huge black hawk. Her green eyes scanned the heavily armed students below, her initial arrogance giving way to an intense, calculating curiosity.
