"Oh! What a fiery temper you have there!"
The woman's light-hearted chuckles resounded in his ears, sending his mind into chaos and his body reeling in terror.
Even with his soul-chilling arsenal, he still dreaded mysterious entities and spells. He remembered when the two dark mages summoned a mysterious being from the netherworld and how he ended up paralysed like a fish on their chopping block.
It was the same for the evil ghosts. Without the Luminous Wildblade's protective veil, terror and despair facing a gruesome death were the only scenarios.
He gulped, his hand clenching to summon the trusted dagger to protect himself.
Before he could, light particles danced in his chamber, illuminating it with radiant colors as the woman's voice reverberated.
"Calm down, rascal. I've been waiting for centuries, hoping someone would awaken me, so smile in joy. You're the one!"
