"Sadly," Zelsh spoke up, "I don't think you'll find one of those here, Oliver. At least not one to match your essence types. Finding a suitable weapon will be easier in Nightscape City."
Blinking, Oli asked, "Then, Master Zelsh, can I ask you to go get me one while I'm training? I'll pay for it, but–"
"I'll think about it. But I don't think you're ready for that yet. Or have you already forgotten about the predicament with your dark essence?" Zelsh chuckled, giving Oli an obvious glance.
"Oh… I see. Do you think I'll be ready for that kind of weapon after this qualifier?"
"That's what we're hoping for. But until then, you shouldn't rely on a weapon embodied with dark essence, or it could actually stunt what you're trying to accomplish," added Zelsh. "And the rest of you don't need to act so forlorn. All Oliver is trying to turn his dark essence into death essence. That's all there is to it."