"Durendal…" whispered Alex, smiling triumphantly at the emotions his sword displayed, which seemed more vivid after its evolution. The sword seemed to have gained mastery in displaying emotions, which was contradictory to its lifeless state before the evolution.
Durendal vibrated softly, telepathically transmitting a flurry of emotions to its wielder, Alex Horatius. A C-Grade weapon on its own was considered rare, and when paired with an ego, it became priceless.
However, that was only in the early stages of the tutorials. Near the red area and within Telos Dou Dromou, C-Grade ego weapons weren't too rare if one could spend a hefty amount of gold, which only some possessed.
"What the fuck?" Sarah voiced her thoughts, her face as blank as a canvas. Durendal shone, its majesty emerging in light that drew forth at its divinity. It was as if divine retribution had been cast as a pillar of light descended, engulfing the sword in illumination.