"Avan, can I have them?"
The tall man looked at the young girl seated on the living corpse of a horse and nodded. "If you fail to contend with two awakened at your level, you know what will happen."
Cotton turned her head slightly and glared at him. "I'll turn them to puppets in no time." She shifted her attention to the two awakened standing at the end of the hall and smiled.
Roxy had just finished summoning her artifacts, which appeared to be dual scimitars. Their blades were silver in colour, each possessing a radical curve at the end, the hilts wrapped in thick dark leather. The blades resonated with an unnatural wave of energy that was almost palpable in the air.
The huge awakened immediately picked up on it. "Those blades are not of ascended tier, are they?"
She smiled slightly. "They are transcendent."
