Spiky Sword

By the time Hao Xuan managed to tear his eyes away from the monstrous sword Rain's undivided attention was already focused on him.

He stepped out of the fountain with an ugly expression, "Who sent you?"

Hao Xuan wanted to take a step back but the mark of the 'Forgotten Horror' was preventing any movement that may result in the distance between them increasing. He could feel the Old One's will being forcefully channeled into his body.

It was 'urging' him- provoking and forcing a conflict with every thread of its existence.

'What the HELL are you doing?? Are you trying to possess my body?!'

He could feel its influence trying to corrupt his thoughts, putting ideas in his head that were never there.

[The Sword! Take the Sword!] it screamed over and over again.

Seeing him suddenly freeze up like that, Rain took it as an admission of guilt- not that he needed one to begin with.

He lugged the greatsword behind him, "They sent you, didn't they?" he scowled.