Han Sen and Miss Mirror carefully followed Night Wind's gaze. Nearby, there was a big sword sticking partially out of the rubble.
The sword's handle was one foot wide and two feet tall. They couldn't tell how long the blade was because the blade was plunged deep into the ground of the plaza. Only eighty centimeters of it could be seen.
The sword was fairly rusty, and it was covered by a layer of grey film. A grim expression passed over Han Sen's face as he looked at the weapon. It gave off a powerful, murderous aura.
The handle was shaped like a bamboo branch, and there was no actual handguard protecting it. The handle connected straight to the blade of the sword itself. It was double-edged, and there were strange symbols engraved down the center of the blade. They looked like snakes or vines or something. With so little of the blade visible, it was difficult to tell exactly what they were.