"The Flaming Sword," Willow explained, "is said to be the only weapon capable of piercing the Succubus Queen's defenses and releasing her from the grip of darkness."
"But, we shouldn't worry too much about getting the sword yet since if any of us even step foot into the Succubus Queen's territory as we are now," Willow mimed, their heads being cut off. "We're pretty much dead."
". . .So what do we do?" Amelia asked, enviously glaring at Raegis who was lying on Willow's juicy thighs for a lap-pillow after their breakfast. "Rather, what do you intend to do with the sword if we even manage to acquire such a blade?"
"I understand your worry, Amelia, but I'm not really thinking of world domination or fighting people like a battle-maniac so you don't have to worry, no," Willow scratched his chin, thinking. "No, I was thinking of simply giving it to Raegis."
"Raegis?" Amelia asked, eyebrows raised.
Even Raegis was surprised. "Me?"
