“The Yatagan Sword that suppressed the Great Historial Land isn't that impressive,” said Lord Zenda. With a flick of her fingers, the massive purple light sword, originally aimed at Zoltan, abruptly changed direction.

“It’s only polite to reciprocate. Let me return the favor!” Lord Zenda exclaimed. She flicked her fingers forward. The purple light sword, carrying a majestic purple and white Sword Energy, charged straight towards Neville.

Boom! Another thunderous explosion echoed as the purple