[W-what are you doing, O princess of nature?] The voice called out with a hint of shock in his usually calm voice.
"Shut up, just watch." I replied annoyedly, trying to concentrate.
I slowly inhaled and exhaled, controlling my breathing as I felt my mana flowing into the sword. C'mon, answer me.
"Ioriell, I've seen, no, I've lived your experience, your memory," I whispered as I kept trying to pour my mana into the sword, which was refusing me pretty badly, "now, will you listen to mine?"
"Urk!" I flinched again when I felt his mana started going awry, with spikes every now and then. It was as if his mana wanted to force its way into me.
"I'll make this fast, Ioriell. I won't ask you to understand me, so please at least listen to me." I frowned as I stopped trying to force my mana into the sword, too, and focusing on defending myself.
The more I dragged it out, the more I felt his obvious rage towards... Wait, towards who?
