When Rain grabbed the ominous sword, he could feel Elisabetha's anger… she didn't like to be used like a throwing weapon, apparently. Regardless, Rain caused some damage… even though the sword weighed over a ton now, and it wasn't showing any signs of getting lighter.
Not everything was so bad since he caused some damage to Arel… but soon, her cut-off arms returned to their spot, and the wound healed like it had never been there in the first place.
Arel stared at Rain without knowing how to react; if she was some run-of-the-mill enemy, she would get pissed at Rain for using such a cheap trick, but she looked more confused than anything. At least for a short while…
Dark spheres began to slowly appear around Arel, and soon they began to take the shape of three pointed shurikens… slowly but surely, their numbers began to increase, and soon Rain realized that she was just taking her time as she waited for the prison to close in.
