Despite the previous shape of her sword, Vinea's heart changed while listening to the battle, and thus she fused her inspiration to grow stronger, which was Asmodeus, and her drive to keep going in the past, Velvet.
'This is me. This is my weapon, my soul!'
Human, demoness, divine, beloved wife, warrior, sister, niece.
All of her emotions and experiences poured into a single form. A form built purely to destroy and protect those who helped form it.
Beautiful white wings of aura fluttered at either side of the guard, while the blade shone through the dark aura it produced.
"What are you...." Drei's eyes were open wide, his neck bulging with veins. "How dare you create that abomination....!" Anger, emotions started to appear from the empty and calm Arbiter.
Yet Vinea didn't face him or seem to care for his shouting.
