Type-Moon: Sasuke Uchiha Just Wants a Quiet Life
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"Hubby~"
"Let's hurry up and send them to their deaths."
With that, Illya pulled silver metal threads from her pocket.
The Silver Thread wove and crisscrossed, tracing out complex contours. Intertwining and joining together, it formed an intricate three-dimensional object like a woven vine craft.
In an instant, a silver longsword was woven. With a light flick of Illya's hand, the silver sword shot forth like an arrow loosed from its bow!
The flying sword of silver threads tore through the air, letting out a shrill screech like metal blades scraping against each other!
In the blink of an eye, it pierced through the head of the woman standing in the back.
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