"I'm sorry Luke, thanks for the medicine"
Ryu said in between coughs.
"Are you ok mister Ryu? you still look pale"
Sera said as she placed her hand on Ryu's forehead showing great concern for him.
"I'm fine... I just... Wait, where's my sword!? they took it!"
"Uh, no, you're still holding it"
Luke said somewhat confounded.
Ryu then stared blankly at his hand, he was grabbing on to the hilt of the bastard sword, but he couldn't feel it. It was as if he was holding a stick, he couldn't feel even a trace of the cursed blade's power.
It took Ryu a while to compose himself and understand what had happened, even though his health points had recovered already. It was morning already, but everyone was so tired they decided to rest for a while.