Obsidian Blade Surgery Mga Nobela at Kwento

She waited until the tip of the obsidian blade was inches from her skin, then she reached out and grabbed the metal with her bare hand. The scream that left Phuwin’s throat was unlike anything Sofia had ever heard. The sapphire light from her palm flooded into the Void-Blade, not being eaten by it, but gorging it. She wasn't holding back; she was opening the floodgates. The sickly yellow runes on the sword turned a violent, screaming blue, the obsidian beginning to crack under the pressure of a resonance it wasn't built to contain. "You wanted my blood, Phuwin? Here it is!" Sofia roared.