"Misfortune always suddenly descends upon me…"
I lowered my head and blinked as my eyes were aching from the powerful gusts my enemy's sword was whipping up. This time, my opponent was indeed rather difficult to deal with.
The magic sword, Sostya. It was also known as the "Snaketail Whip". This was the God Equipment that was currently showing its effects to me…
I kept hearing the screams and wails of the souls that had died to this God Equipment. This was a type of mental attack targeted against the soul. If you didn't have any soul defense capabilities, or if you were distracted by the fierce physical battle, then you would soon become another soul fed to this sword.
As the battle progressed, the sword would keep hissing and distorting like a snake. These souls would constantly try and invade your mind. The moment that you showed a lapse and listened to their pasts would be the moment of your death.
