Swish, swish, swish...
The fine glints of sword light were like stars in the sky, fading away with the appearance of the sun.
The nine Fire Coyotes that had been chasing the carriage relentlessly were now lying on the ground, having silently lost their lives.
Their only commonality was the fatal sword wounds that had pierced their hearts from either the neck or the chest!
Lize lightly flicked her right hand, shaking the blood from the blade, then calmly sheathed her sword.
The instant the longsword returned to its scabbard, the fierce aura around her seemed to be drawn back into it as well. Lize once again became that timid-looking girl.
She stood beside the piled-up Fire Coyote corpses, her head lowered and her hands clasped together, looking anxious and ill at ease.
"...Sister Lize, that was amazing!"
Moss's face was full of curiosity as she watched Lize and muttered softly.
A split personality?
Or some kind of charging skill?
"Hahaha... Interesting, right? Lize is strong enough to fight Gold-grade monsters when she uses a sword. She also has the greatest potential in our group."
Anlia sat casually beside Moss. Upon hearing her words, she burst into laughter, though a hint of helplessness soon appeared on her face.
"However, this is both a talent and a shackle."
Anlia looked at Lize, raised her hand, and called out to her:
"Lize, thanks for the effort!"
She lowered her hand, turned to Moss, and continued explaining:
"Unique Skill 'Sword Demon.' This is Lize's special skill. It can greatly enhance the user's Swordsmanship talent and fighting spirit."
"But because of that, Lize's personality is affected by it, like a sword with a scabbard..."
Moss nodded thoughtfully. Looking at Lize, she mused inwardly:
*...As expected, this skill probably stores most of Lize's intense emotions