Hearing Ald's roar, the High Priest's expression twitched involuntarily. He threw up both arms to block Ald's pair of silver swords.
Whether it was the inherent properties of the silver swords or the alchemical agents coated on them, the blades sank deep into flesh, nearly shaving the High Priest's arms down to the bone.
"Hmph, filthy bloodsucker..." The High Priest grunted coldly and stepped back several times. His arms hissed loudly, and wherever the blades had touched, the flesh continued to melt away as if doused in sulfuric acid.
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