"Bastard!" Benihime shouted, fury written on her face as she inclined her hand close to the brown bag on her waist.
Since she no longer had the abilities she once had, the thought of using the three weapons handed down to her was slowly throwing off her reasoning.
'Should I use it? Do I even know how to wield it?' Benihime battled with herself while she kept a grimace stare at Jira.
Jira sighed, holding Lilith at the back of the neck before he lifted her above the ground. Lilith wailed in pain as Jira's fingers were sinking into her flesh.
"Damn it," Benihime muttered, still feeling conflicted about the next move she should make.
"Come now, don't look at me like that, you brought this up, I wanted peace and you seem like that type who likes violence… " Jira emitted, "I promise I'll let her go if you just show me the item".
"You've been ranting about items, I don't even know what you mean by that." Benihime answered back.