A Modest Gift

After a long bloody battle, Silvana came to her limit, but when she decided that she already lost, the situation started to show its true face.

A multitude of thoughts filled Silvana's mind, but she quickly dismissed them all, wanting to focus on only one thing - the long needle she held along with Adam.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The dense laser tried to destroy the silver needle just as it had done before with Silvana's scissors, but the needle seemed invulnerable.

The snow-white layer of energy emanating from the needle's tip and going all the way to their hands was their defense, preventing even the heat from reaching them. Silvana saw it many times, but she didn't realize it at the time.

"Good, just hold tight and don't let go of the hilt." Adam whispered next to Silvana's ear.

Then, he took hold of her waist and made her lean forward slightly, he did the same.