After Sivis' strike, Conning and Flora wore expressions of excitement and bloodlust, their faces filled with smug satisfaction.
"Sivis, haven't you always thought you were smarter and stronger than us? Now, haven't you just been played by us?"
"This is your trump card, the Church's magic scroll!"
"It's used up now, isn't it?"
"This is your death sentence, you're done for!"
Conning and Flora, initially ecstatic, quickly shifted to preparing to taunt and threaten him.
Meanwhile, a large number of Blood Servants slowly closed in, intent on tearing Sivis apart.
However...
Swish, swish, swish! Sivis released Holy Swordsmanship twice in quick succession.
He didn't wait for the Blood Servants to attack; he struck first.
In an instant, the enemies around him were shredded to pieces.
He had no patience for Conning and Flora's useless chatter, nor did he want to listen to their loud, arrogant taunts as they acted as if victory was already in their grasp.
