Adam's crimson eyes gleamed with a spark of experimentation as he held the newly acquired Soul Reaper's Scythe in one hand. The abyssal black blade hummed with a faint, hungry vibration against his palm.
Then he turned to Alice.
"Alice. Hand me Ouroboros's Fang."
Alice's ears twitched, her dark violet eyes narrowing with suspicion. She reached into her Void Locker and pulled out the golden-veined blade, but she didn't hand it over immediately. Her tail lashed once, her voice flat and pointed.
"What are you planning? Don't tell me you're going to test which one is stronger by smashing them together?"
Adam let out a low, amused chuckle, his crimson eyes glinting with mischief.
"Nothing so primitive. I just want to test something."
He took Ouroboros's Fang from her hand before she could protest further, the familiar weight settling into his grip. He held the two weapons side by side.
He brought them together, the edges touching.
