’I didn’t notice it last time, but why does this sword have Dragon engravings?’ he curiously wondered to himself.
Lumi stayed silent, as even she had no idea about it.
As soon as he neared the sword, its tranquil stillness abruptly transformed, emitting a fierce, oppressive wave of chilling sword intent.
Orion, however, calmly stood his ground, his enhanced mental resilience now easily withstanding the sword’s oppressive pressure compared to his previous struggle.
"Still stubborn, I see," Orion murmured gently, stepping forward unhurriedly, his voice steady and confident. "Let’s see if you’ll be so rebellious this time around."
The sword’s aura pulsed sharply, intensifying its pressure as if defiantly attempting to challenge Orion’s determination.
Yet, Orion felt significantly less difficulty compared to his previous encounter, his strengthened Sea of Consciousness effortlessly absorbing and dispersing the relentless pressure.
Finally reaching out, Orion confidently grasped the sword’s hilt firmly in his mental grip. Immediately, he swung it gracefully through the azure mists, testing its weight and responsiveness.
Though the sword obediently allowed itself to be wielded, Orion distinctly sensed lingering resistance and faint rejection from within its core.
"Still unwilling, hmm?" Orion mused thoughtfully, carefully analyzing the sword’s subtle reactions. "But far less rebellious than before. Seems I’m slowly earning your approval."
He lightly smiled, convinced that soon the sword would completely acknowledge and accept him.
Just as Orion prepared to release his grip, a sudden surge of powerful, vibrant energy burst forth from the sword’s core.
His eyes widened slightly in astonishment, swiftly retreating a step and carefully observing the unexpected phenomenon.
The sword glowed brilliantly, releasing streams of shadowy mana that swirled elegantly, gradually coalescing into a tangible form beside it.
Moments later, her silhouette quickly solidified into a mesmerizing woman, exuding mature allure and an undeniable aura of danger.
Midnight-black hair flowed like a silk waterfall over slender shoulders adorned with delicate draconic scales. Her eyes slowly opened, revealing ember-bright, vertically slit pupils that glowed softly.
Four graceful horns of polished obsidian and subtle crimson curved smoothly back from her head, forming a regal, draconic crown. Behind her, small wing-stubs arced gently, framed by her raven-dark hair.
She stood calmly, an embodiment of lethal beauty and confidence, clearly carrying the allure of the True Dragon lineage.
Orion’s gaze lingered briefly over her striking figure. A sleek hourglass shape defined her feminine frame—ample curves accentuated by a plunging black lace top that glowed subtly like polished onyx.
The woman’s captivating eyes carefully studied Orion for a moment, curiosity clearly evident within their fiery depths. Her lush lips curled into a subtle, sultry smile as she finally broke the tense silence, her voice rich, melodic, and undeniably alluring.
"So... You are the one who has dared to awaken me," she purred softly, tilting her head slightly, her gaze both curious and challenging. "You’ve grown stronger since the last time. Quite impressive."
Orion calmly met her gaze, feeling intrigued rather than threatened as he could feel no danger from her. "Indeed, I have. And you seem rather different from what I expected a sword spirit to be."
The woman chuckled gently, her laughter delicate yet filled with calmness. She slowly stepped closer, her presence radiating enticing danger.
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