Chapter 64: Prideful Akerman

Conrad slowly approached Meliora, his wooden sword was slightly dragging at his side. She was still on one knee, her breaths came in labored gasps, and blood trickled from her nose. 

The Aura that had shrouded her was completely gone, leaving her looking more vulnerable than ever. Even so, her blue shade eyes burned with determination. She used the hem of her shirt to wipe away the blood as she spoke in a low and bitter voice. 

"The Minor Arcana Card, Suit of Swords. It has 14 variants, each with its own special Ability. When I first awakened, I was granted the Ace of Swords by default. A symbol of great potential and beginnings. For years, I trained, fought, and bled to grow stronger. I worked my way up, unlocking six variants in total. Just six. It wasn't much, but it made me happy, I was happy. It was proof that I was growing stronger. That I could stand tall"