As BaX' scent started dying away Grace' gut was throbbing with pain, acting as if it would turn itself inside out if the scent wasn't followed, it was agonizingly painful, like having a limb slowly cut off.<br/><br/>BaX turned left at a four way intersection of halls and spotted the source of the slime only yards away, a large green blob was snailing it'a way forward, leaving a trail of green slime behind it, BaX drew a sword from his black jacket, it had a small hole at the tip and was slanted in four ways with long sharp lines at the end of each slant so that if the sword hit a foe from the side or what usually was the flat part of the sword it would cut them as if they were hit from the front, the hilt was made of transparent white dragon scales and through the transparent scales there seemed to be blue and black fire swirling in it, the hilt had no handles coming out the side and a large red ruby held by three arched dragon scales at the end of the hilt.