"What in the actual insanity--" Ouriel murmured under her breath, utterly perplexed by what had just happened.
With her mouth agape, she stared at the length of the swords that managed to make its appearance bereft of her awareness. She then shifted her attention towards Rondum, and the sight immediately elevated the feeling of bewilderment inside of her. The former Count's absentminded gaze clearly conveyed that was caught off guard.
The instant that the figure of the sword registered in her mind, Ouriel thought that Rondum had simply allowed it to occur. But since it wasn't the case, she couldn't fathom what was happening anymore. Devoid of how to react, the Archduchess proceeded to analyze the sword's identity.
