Hardly trying to get up, she staggered towards the sword. Pressed her hands on it and tried to pull it out, but she lacked strength.
"Well, well. Thought I had made a mistake, but seems you're not strong enough. I think it's better for me wait the next one."
Without responding to the provocation, the young woman continued to try to retrieve the sword. Then the demon, treacherously, attacked her from behind, throwing her away from the sword.
"Give up, you cannot take it out. You're just a worthless little thing. I just need to get rid of you. I'll finish you slowly."
"Shut that filthy mouth!"
For the first time, a cry of anger came from her mouth. Eighteen has never raised her voice to anyone in her entire life. She has never disobeyed anyone. She has never expressed her feelings to anyone.
But there, from the demon that played with its prey, the Bloodstain chosen one found strength to scream.
"Shut up! Stop saying I can't do it! You're not the one who says who I am!"
The demon was confused. Was she having hallucinations? But her eyes were different from before.
Previously, the girl was covered with fear and indecision. Despite her courage, she lacked self-confidence.
Even though the girl was physically strong and had refined technique, her emotions wavered. But now, her eyes burned with determination and anger.
"Little shit, don't look at me like that! Weak! Useless! The first thing I'm going to do is gouge out those eyes, then use your guts to hang you!"
The demon became angry and attacked her with all its strength. However, unlike before, she didn't close her eyes out of fear of being hit. She kept them wide open, dodging the powerful attack. However, her left eye was pierced. It was a blow too quick to escape unscathed.
Rolling towards the embedded sword, she pulled it out. This time, determined, she had the strength to take it from the stone.
"What? That can't be!"
With the sword in hand, she felt something different. It was lighter than it looked. The sword was very rusty. Eighteen felt that something was wrong with it, it didn't look like his usual broad sword.
The demon attacked her at that very moment with a powerful thrust.
The girl then raised the sword in her hands to block. However, the strike not only hit the girl but also pierced and broke the sword in half.
She had never felt pain as sharp as the one she was feeling now. Her mind began to fade, as if she were about to faint.
With a fatal wound and her only hope, the supposed Sacred Sword broken in half, the girl's determination also shattered.