Wang Xiao smirked, glancing down at the sword in his hand. "Alright," he said finally, offering her a sliver of mercy. "But let me play with it a bit first."
"What?" Wenxi's heart nearly stopped.
'Play with it?'
Wasn't that just another way of saying he'd break it?
Her eyes widened in panic, her voice trembling, but she couldn't get the words out fast enough.
In a swift, fluid motion, Wang Xiao gripped the blade and moved gracefully through the air with it.
Whooosh!
The next second, the entire icy blade ignited with shimmering blue flames, casting an ethereal glow across the room.
The cold, crystalline sword now burned with a fire that defied its icy nature.
"How...?" Wenxi gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief.
How did he do that?
Swish! Swish!
Wang Xiao swung the sword effortlessly a few more times, the blue flames dancing along the blade, giving it an otherworldly aura.
