This was the second time in Leonel's life that he had lost a spear like this. Each one came from a memory that he would always remember, and both times were due to his negligence.
This wooden spear wasn't a powerful spear. It wasn't even of the Black Grade. But it had followed him for ten years and had seen a great many things. It was actually the spear that had followed him for the longest time of them all.
Leonel wasn't a sentimental person, he just didn't like the feeling of losing something he hadn't wanted to lose.
He didn't move as the spear burned away. It was as though he couldn't sense Lady Emberheart accumulating power.
Suddenly, he took a breath and sighed.
The world fell into silence as he grabbed out.
Scarlet Star Force and Emulation Spatial Force took shape.
A magnificent spear was born into the world. The winds howled, and the sun seemed to shine even brighter than normal.
