บท 1914: Floodgates Open

Morgan raised her sword and pointed it at the man who called himself her brother. 

"...I've collected a few other enchantments in preparation for meeting you one day, brother. Would you like to see?"

Slowly, a dangerous light ignited in his mirror-like eyes, and his thin lips twisted into a cold smile. 

"Sure, why not? Ah… I do wonder how long your essence will last. If I cut off both of your arms this time, would you have to spend more? No, actually, I think I'll take your eyes. I remember losing one to your blade once, so it will only be fair."

Morgan pierced him with a burning gaze, wishing that she could destroy this monster here and now. 

Then, she gritted her teeth and called upon another enchantment. 

There were all kinds of Memories in the world, and Morgan's Ascended Ability allowed her to assimilate their enchantments into her body. There were limits to that power, of course, and a price that had to be paid for using it.