Blades Beneath Silence
Selena did not show even the slightest ripple of emotion in the face of Shan's provocation. Her gaze remained steady, her posture relaxed yet unyielding, like a frozen lake hiding unfathomable depth beneath its surface.
She only spoke once—
"You talk too much."
Her voice wasn't loud.
But it cut clean.
Sharp enough to leave a mark.
Even when she saw Shan swallow the Recovery Pill, Selena wasn't surprised in the slightest.
Not even a flicker.
To her, this was expected.
Secret Sword Summit…
A place that would do anything to win.
Rules bent.
Methods twisted.
Nothing about this was shocking.
What did surprise her—
Was his confidence.
You think… a single pill is enough to defeat me?
A faint chill deepened in her eyes.
That wasn't arrogance.
That was underestimation.
"Come on."
She didn't wait.
Didn't hesitate.
Her hand tightened around the Amethyst Mist Sword, lifting it with calm precision.
The moment her fingers settled—
A soft hum echoed.
