Although the sword had targeted him with enough malice and bloodthirst to make his spine tremble, Ackster felt a little pity as it was completely defenseless against the Sword God. It was to the point where Ackster wondered if this was what the Sword God had come here to do.
Ackster started wondering if maybe the Sword God had strange interests and if that was why he was called the 'Sword' God. However, that thought earned him a broken shoulder again.
"Sorry."
Ackster apologized while thinking that the black sword was indeed not a match for the Sword God since the latter had the leisure to abuse his free ride as well.
Eventually, the sword stopped resisting, and the knight plunged it into the ground between attacks before releasing its grip on the sword and collapsing entirely. Ackster got a bad feeling.
And after the sword stopped trembling…—
'Yep. Guessed it.'
The Sword God urged him forward again.
