Echoes of the sword clicking up from Bella's foot resonated through the chamber of waterfalls and death. Her right hand instantly caught the leather handle and with one inward swing, that dug up from his solar plexus and straight into his heart, the man smiled.
"Did you think I seriously didn't know of the presence of that sword… but how pitiful…" the man smiled, seemingly unphased by the weapon lodged into his chest, causing Bella's face to crumble with fear. "Yes… that's right… no normal weapon can damage me- oomph…"
All of a sudden, he leaned forward and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his pupils shaking with surprise. And as his face paled, his head tilted upwards, only to see Bella's fearful expression wiped from her face, replaced with an uncanny grin that sent shivers down his spine.
"You… bitch…"
