They did it. The source of the reason they fight, they watch as the cloud of smoke rise up in a pillar of smoke that dissolves into nothing. They could only hear their ragged breathing, their torn armor and clothes hung upon their shoulders and the endless cuts and wounds on their skin that reminded them that this wasn't a dream.
They've done it. They've destroyed the source of their misery that threatened to change the flow of time. It felt almost unreal.
Even the look on their master's eyes was of disbelief.
"It's done…" he mouthed, looking at the fellow swords that he had commanded. The pocket watch in his hand that transported them across of time had turned into a glistening gold without a single taint of darkness.
It has never been like this, there is always a taint on it, signifying the corruption that was about to happen at a time.
But there is now not a single mark on it. The gold on the watch was almost glowing.
The silence that had veiled upon them was one in disbelief.
It was over. They had no more reason to wield their swords.
Slowly, they break into cries of happiness. They cheered in their glory. The little ones jumped up on their brothers, some running towards the saniwa, even though their bodies were riddled with cuts and bruises, yet it never clouded the bright smile on their faces.
The saniwa's fingers ruffled through their hair almost comfortingly. He returned their smile, wide. Almost all of them were there, big and small. They had gathered when they found the source of evil and had come in hopes to put an end to it all.
And they did. It was done.
The master raised his head, turning to see the happy faces of all the swords present.
Except one.
Mikazuki Munechika stared back at him from a distance away, not saying anything. It was like he was trying to tell him something.
The master stared back, blinking in confusion.
Why wasn't Mikazuki celebrating with the rest of them?
As the master's furrow on his brow deepened, he started to understand something. It was as if Mikazuki was whispering him, reminding him.
Now that they had defeated their greatest foe, they had defeated the very reason that had made them manifested in the first place.
What are they to do now?
The saniwa's heart dropped.