Nariko stared intently at the Heavenly Sword, her fingers brushing against the cold steel. She was deep in thought.

“With each battle, I grow ever stronger… Soon, I will have complete control of this blade…”

Just then she heard something behind her. An enemy trying to ambush her? She wasted no time to aim her sword towards the assassin’s throat.

“Pray to your God for you will not survive this battle.”