The light-blue trajectory Eugeo’s sword drew confronted the
dark-gray one drawn by Bercouli’s sword.

In the next moment.

The sword Eugeo held shattered with a fleeting shriek.

Bercouli’s two eyes widened slightly. He must have been
shocked at the lack of resistance. Eugeo’s right hand, too, felt
nearly none of the impact when the sword smashed into pieces.

That was only natural. Eugeo had thrown away the Blue Rose
Sword he held towards the right immediately before he began
rushing in, breaking of an icicle to serve as a replacement sword.

Bercouli’s downwards slash had been one for repelling
Eugeo’s sword. He would have been overpowered and pushed
backwards if the sword hadn’t been made from ice. However,
the icicle held in his right hand shattered with no resistance at
all and Eugeo kept the momentum from his charge and slipped
past the enemy’s sword, plunging towards his chest.

(Alicization Dividing, 109)