The beautiful sword
Standing by Oscar's side, as soon as the wooden crate was lifted, Quinn was the first one to set his eyes on the demon tier weapon. The heavy top was pulled open and at the same time, a pulse of energy could be felt around the campfire. Quinn wasn't the only one that had felt it. From the look on the other's faces, the rest did as well.
It was at that moment that Quinn realised that the crate itself wasn't any regular crate, it was one that had been crafted using beast materials as well, and it seems to have some type of suppressive ability.
Looking down at the weapon itself, Quinn could only think one thing.
'It's beautiful.'
From looking at the weapon, he imagined what a beauty the beast must have been in it's humanoid form. Images started to appear in his head, at what creature Oscar had described in his memories to create such a thing.