Chapter 168: Vengeance for a Son

The short sword circled once through the air and snapped back into Salvatore Casson's hand. He slashed downward in midair. A crescent of light shot out and carved a sword-gash into the wall, more than four inches deep. Salvatore jolted. "That sword aura is vicious." Elisa Halenkamp laughed softly. "Corbin Goff sat on a treasure and never realized it. If he could see this from the grave, he'd probably cough up blood from sheer rage." Salvatore nodded. "If he'd had a Spirit Weapon like this, I might...