The Trap

Most Phantoms carried cases for their Nexuses on missions because only a few Phantoms had a Nexus compact enough to not need a case. Adam was lucky in a way, he just had to put on his gloves, which he was used to, while some had to lug around a giant case.

Crackle.

Zera pulled his briefcase out of the truck and quickly opened it.

A strong odor of blood mixed with metal came out, and Adam could smell it, as he was closer to the others.

Then, Zera picked up a long battle scythe, with a black handle and a slightly curved crimson blade, the outer part had serrated blades to tear flesh.

"Impressed?" Zera smirked, swinging her scythe and placing it on her shoulder.

Adam nodded.

"Yeah... I won't hide it, I haven't seen the scythe yet. It's a complex weapon, that much is obvious to anyone. You must have spent a lot of time training to fight with it, right?"

Zera smiled slightly as she nodded.