Romstad's eyes widened behind his golden frames. He stretched forth his hand in a bid to call Elisa back into his grasp, but there was nothing. Only dead silence met his failed attempt.
The silence was loud.
Then came the sound of gritting teeth.
Romstad was furious, and rightly so. Elisa had been his partner for centuries, even millennia. But this young man had come along, and in less than a few minutes, he had made the blade submit entirely to his will.
Romstad burned with rage, but then he raised his brows. He instantly realized that rage was not the way to solve a matter like this. He took a deep breath and steeled himself, refusing to allow his anger to push him over the edge.
"No matter…" Romstad said through clenched teeth, gripping his Dadao swords as tightly as possible. "It's just one sword. I possess an entire arsenal."
