"I must murder you with my own hands," said Cynthia with a sneer. She stretched out her hands and her arms suddenly grew long. There was a metallic glint on her long fingernails.
What the hell? Did she transform into Wolverine?
Jacob thought it all somewhat ridiculous. What in the world was going on? Which of her physical aspects did the Calter family modify?
Jacob turned over his right hand, and the Dorado Sword appeared. He slashed forward horizontally.
Cynthia retreated quickly, but it was still too late. Her nails had been cut off by the sharp Dorado Sword.
"What a sharp sword! I had tested my nails before this; even the most advanced alloy couldn't cut through them," murmured Cynthia as she looked at her broken nails.
Jacob replied, "Don't compare garbage from Nihonland to our ancient Chinese weapons. They don't stand a chance."