Spirit Sword Master Novels & Stories

"You always try to control me! I'm the master, not you!" Akira's eyes flashed with a fierce inner light, and she spread her wings, as if ready to take flight. Vicky's anger faltered, and he realized too late that he had gone too far. Akira's loyalty was unwavering, but his outburst had hurt her deeply.

The boy looked so much like her Master, Ice Pick. Oh what a dream! Suddenly, a bright light shone on her face, making her jumping out of the bed fearfully. "Seriously? You don't want to stop, do you, Ice Pick?!" She grunted with a frown as she sat on the bed and hissed loudly. "Woah!" A familiar feminine voice exclaimed, "if this is how slaves are being treated, then passing as a trainer won't be a problem for me." That voice...Sophia's eyes went wide open, "Annie is here!" Her subconscious mind screamed, and she turned to see Alice and Annie staring at her.