Swordsmanship, Ink, works
turn cold.Then, as if remembering something, the high heel cup shattered in his hand.The wine inside flowed like fresh blood, slowly down his arm and onto the ground with a drip, drip sound."There's... shadows, and besides causing the surrounding demonic energy to churn and roll, they had no effect.Those dark figures wandered around them as if nothing was amiss, their faces contorted with expressio...