Swords clashed, sending out a large cluster of sparks, and with just one strike, Malin confirmed that the person before him did not have the upper hand in strength.
All of them were giants, and even now that the paths of the living and the ghosts diverged, it was impossible for a change in appearance to yield a terrifying effect of adding 10 points of strength. Thus, Malin swung his longsword, beginning to overpower his opponent with sheer force—this sword was made by a Demon Hunter blacksmith for the old Hoffman, said to have chopped off quite a few unlucky heads, including those of different kinds and Spirits. Surely, it would claim another one today.
The undead bride screeched as she clashed with Malin—as the perpetrator who had desecrated her lover's remains, her only thought now was to kill Malin. This was very important because if the undead bride were to escape the manor, no one knew how many innocent unlucky souls she could kill before being purified.
