Whoosh!
With eyes widened in disbelief and slight horror, Lucilla stared at the sword that had managed to graze her neck. Touching her bleeding neck in disbelief, the pink-haired beautiful Demon looked at the ground where she had been standing on before.
There was a meter wide and 10 meters long trench carved on the ground, which had been the work of Caliburn.
Lucilla involuntarily trembled as she imagined what would have happened if she had completely failed to dodge. Cabalen had died with a fight—it was not that humiliating—but she could've been dead without giving a fight.
Gulping dryly as she stared at the unimpressed Basil, she wondered what Basil true identity was. She didn't have any suspicion that Caliburn might have contributed to Basil's overwhelming power.
She had heard about Caliburn, mind you, however she had never seen or been in its presence before, so she didn't have any idea about it.
