His expression remained impassive, but inside, Damon had to admit he was stunned beyond words. If not for the fact that he was being broadcasted, and losing his composure would make him lose the aura he was farming, he would have already started shouting for a referee to appear.
This was just too unfair. He had planned her death beautifully.
First, he had destroyed her soul using Alazard's cursed blade, the sword known as Broken Bonds. It was a wretched weapon forged to disintegrate the very soul of its target.
Damon knew this power all too well. He had once been on the receiving end of it when Alazard cut him back in Lysithara.
He liked the sword. Its effect was absolute. But like most weapons in his arsenal, it had one fatal flaw. It could not withstand the overwhelming heat of Ashborn. He had lost more than a few blades that way, reduced to molten scraps by his own flames.
That was why he didn't use Broken Bonds often.
