Siuxa's smile widened, her heart beating in rhythmic reassurance as she neared the monstrous adversary. Perched atop Renxian, she responded, "No, I was just thinking of another way to defeat it."
Renxian marveled at her ingenuity, "That's the essence of battle, isn't it? We must devise tactics rather than merely engaging in combat to overcome our foes." His admiration for how she navigated the situation into decisive action was evident.
Siuxa shifted, standing beside Renxian, who appeared to be grappling with regaining her balance. "It's because of this weapon," Siuxa revealed the blade, now devoid of any energy, its naked metal exposed. "Without this, I don't know what would have happened to me."
The man rose to his feet, patting his hands to rid them of the remaining soil. "That enhanced sword is not mine," he confessed. "It belongs to Kirisu."
