"It's my family heirloom," Liora began, her voice carrying the weight of history, "a gift from the Goddess of Judgment, Zadkiel. It's meant to cleanse the darkness with its own shadow."
She continued, "But it fell to corruption after Alvin wielded it in battles against countless demons. I had to seal its malevolence away."
The two of them walked through a door, entering a tranquil garden. The scent of blooming flowers and the sound of rustling leaves filled the air. Liora positioned herself at the garden's center, her eyes gleaming with determination.
"Unsheathe the sword," she commanded, her words dripping with anticipation.
"But the sword... It's so ominous!" Rizki protested, revealing the unsheathed blade. However, Liora moved swiftly, closing the distance and launching an attack.
Rizki reacted on pure instinct, using the unsheathed sword to deflect her blow, but the impact sent him sprawling.
