The Destroyer Part II

"For me, you’re nothing more than hunting dogs chasing your targets without any regard for methods. A group of people who don’t even deserve to be called summoners."

"Oh, really?" The enemy raised his blade with a mocking grin as he saw Joker prepare his stance. "So, what’s the righteous summoner going to do about it? Are you going to play hero and stop the big bad villain? …Oh, I’m so scared!"

Joke simply smiled and pointed toward Snowbelle, standing on the other side.

"I’ll just do what a summoner does best... My instant magic card’s already been in effect for ages."

"What?"

The man squinted, following Joker’s gesture. At first, he couldn’t understand what Joke was implying. But when he looked closely at the broken remains of the Masamune sword in Snowbelle’s hands, his amber eyes widened in shock, his mouth parting in disbelief.

"W-wait, that sword...?"