Skeleton

MingYue stepped forward and picked up one of the blades. The moment her fingers wrapped around the hilt, she could tell—this weapon was far superior to the sword she had used before.

The old man, seeing her finally interested in something, felt elated. "That pair of swords once belonged to our Matriarch. They were discovered in a secret realm. I don't know much about them, other than their name—Twin Frostbites—and the fact that they contain a beast's soul."

MingYue's curiosity was piqued, but she didn't ask further. Instead, she drew both swords from their sheaths and infused her qi into them. Immediately, the twin blades began to vibrate, radiating a powerful frosty qi—even the one she wasn't holding responded.

A sudden image flashed through her mind. Twin arctic foxes, their fur bristling, their fangs bared, lunged straight at her soul.