The sword was even more powerful than I had anticipated. Its energy seemed to have dissipated after my first swing. I couldn't help but wonder if it had something to do with me. How could I maintain control over it? The sword brought forth many questions in my mind during the battle, but I had to remain focused on the task at hand.
The leader of the clan eyed the sword in my hand with both suspicion and curiosity. But that didn't deter him. In fact, it only seemed to enrage him further. It was clear that I was attacking him with something I didn't fully understand. The damage I inflicted was inevitable.
The clan leader wasted no time. In an instant, he was beside me and had already delivered a powerful punch to my stomach, knocking me down.
Despite being knocked down once again, I was determined to stand back up. I reached for my sword that had fallen by my side, but the clan leader stepped on my outstretched hand and spoke in a harsh tone directly to my face.
