Chapter 67: House of Erendale

Raven furrowed his brows, his expression clouded with confusion at Hemel's cryptic words. 

"It didn't break? What is he talking about?" he thought to himself, trying to make sense of the situation.

The tension in the air only grew stronger, and Raven couldn't shake the feeling that he was missing some vital information about the situation. Did the man expect his sword to break from the attack? 

Even if it wasn't a Mythical Item, it wasn't that easy to break a Sword, especially since the man's sword wasn't a Treasure Grade Sword. 

Hemel's sword was made from ordinary metals and very crudely crafted. If anything, it was surprising that Hemel's sword didn't break. 

Hemel's eyes remained fixed on Raven's sword. 

"Your sword didn't break..." He repeated the same thing, as if he was a child, fascinated by something new.