Olivia's laughter echoed through the courtyard, a chilling sound devoid of warmth. "Oh, Sebastian. Don't you find my new form delightful? And now," she continued, her voice hardening, "you will witness your own demise, Master..."
"Don't. Ever. Call me master," Sebastian spat, his voice laced with steel.
The playful smirk vanished from Olivia's face, replaced by a flicker of annoyance. But before she could retort, a surge of power emanated from Sebastian. With a flick of his wrist, a swirling portal materialized in the air, pulsating with raw energy.
From the portal's depths, a colossal sword materialized, its gleaming metal surface reflecting the harsh sunlight. It hovered threateningly before him, the embodiment of raw power and unwavering resolve.
The stage was set. Teacher versus student. Demon versus... whatever Sebastian was about to become.