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The red sword vibrated in Eileen's hand. Each time she used it to deliver death to a Callewa member — crushing the bodies of these insignificant ants who dared to imprison and steal its power — it emitted an excited sound, almost like a triumphant cry.
The sound of the sword was music to Eileen's ears, but to the gang members opposite her, no, it should be said to the majority of normal people, it was the death knell ringing in the depths of their hearts.
With every subsequent sword sound echoing like a wave, it seemed to carry an intrinsic fear effect on a spiritual level, causing their already frail psychological defenses to shatter completely.
"Monster!"
"Don't come any closer! Stay back!"
"It's a relic! The power of a relic! We can't possibly win against that. Run! Run fast!"
"We're done for."
