142 Chapter 142 : Xenovias Nightmare!! 3 (1/2)
Within 15-second Xenovia had changed more than 50 shades of red from both embarrassment and anger as she knew that somehow this was his doing...
On the 25th second Xenovia held her sword with one hand while with the other she called out Durandal...
She stopped in her tracks and as she panted heavily while her body was incredibly hot from everything she had felt so far she looked with hatred towards Haoh...
Xenovia : One tooth of St. Peter, the blood of St. Basil, hair of St. Denis, and a piece of the raiment of the Blessed Virgin Mary. Hear My Plea!!!
Suddenly the space on the right side from what Haoh could see started rippling and a hilt came out which he knew it was the Durandal...
The Durandal is a uniquely-shaped broadsword with a blue blade and a golden edge. The sword has a semicircular guard on the left side of the handle that extends to the bottom just above the pommel, with a small extension on the right side of the handle.
Standing from the tip of the blade, the Durandal is slightly taller than Xenovia, surpassing the latter's height by just a few centimetres.
Irina : She actually used it, before the 30 seconds mark...
Suddenly the sword feeling her Host wielding another sword started buzzing as it refused that inferior fragment to be with her...
Just as it had started gathering holy aura and before it could release it on her, Haoh's voice spoke to it stopping it in its tracks...
Haoh : Oi... She is mine...
Durandal suddenly froze from its buzzing and Xenovia flintched when she heard that and in responce, she wielded the gathered up Holy Aura and slashed sending a slashing wave at him while yelling!!!
Xenovia : In your DREAMS!!!!
BOOOOOM!!!!
But at that moment she realised her mistake from all the pent up anger she had as just before her attack connected, she saw him smiling mischievously...
Xenovia : Damn!!!
Almost instantly Haoh appeared in front of her and pushed his palm forward as her whole body spasmed and trembled to send her flying...