Ming Yue immediately stared at the Black Blade, hearing this voice. It was one of an old man, whose tone was guarded and wary of her.
"Are you the weapon spirit of this sword, Senior?" she asked.
"Yes, I am! My name is- I am- You may address me as... How strange, my memories are gone. What happened? Did you do this?"
Growing agitated, the Black Blade howled out, giving off a threatening aura. And Blood Moon responded in kind.
"Hmph, do you think I'm going to let you bully us like that?"
Xue Yue spoke out sharply.
Both swords released their auras, one was a crimson red and the other was ink black. The air trembled with the howling of both swords before Ming Yue stopped it.
"Stop it."
Bringing both blades together, she stared at them both, enduring the heavy pressure coming from the two spirits.
"Fine, you better stop and treat us better or I'll break you."
