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The great antagonizing pain that flared all throughout my body disappeared. The dull throbbing aches fled as I lifted my arms above my head. The Angel's sword. In my hands. My eyes widened to the point of bursting. A loud drumming rocked my chest as I fought to steady my arms holding the blade. Unlike the one I used to summon, the weapon in my hand was heavy. Like way too heavy. Even with the Angelic strength residing inside my muscles, I struggled to keep my arms upright. I tightened my grip around the handle as I thought that the sword might slip from my fingers. Still unbelieving, I gulped and took a step backward. "Well done, young Lady." The Minister's voice trumped the thrumming sound that came from the Angel's sword. My gaze shifted to him as he took slow steps toward me. His