Sword Archive

— Morning —

As the morning sun streamed through the infirmary window, Kim Yuna slowly awoke, feeling groggy from the magic Envy had cast on her the night before.

The spells had nullified her pain, stopped the bleeding, and aided her recovery. However, they had also overdrawn on her natural regenerative abilities, leaving her feeling like she needed more rest.

Looking around the unfamiliar environment like she was in a sci-fi movie setting, the memory of the previous night flooded back. The moonlit highway, the red demon mask, and the assailant's flawless sword drawing technique, reminiscent of her family's art, filled her mind.

A particular memory nagged at her – the assailant's sword. It was strangely familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. Despite her efforts to recall, the memory remained elusive. However, her current situation demanded attention.