Gerald also couldn't believe it. How can a sword speak and be this strong?
"There must be an expert controlling it from somewhere." He guessed and tried to locate the culprit with his senses. But the problem was that he had yet to unlock his Divine Sense.
Hence, he couldn't catch sight of any individuals, including Davion who was mediating some distance away from his vision. Except for sensing unusual fluctuations there, he saw nothing.
"Is he hiding there?" He turned to look in that direction.
But Malcolm became furious when he saw the other party disregarding him.
"You dare to look away during a battle?" He chided and struck once again.
The sword rotated uncontrollably in the air and it came crashing down while carrying a violent cyclone made of devil essence behind it. This time the attack was far more devastating than the earlier one.
