If a weapon forged from rainbow adamantine fell into the hands of those who knew how to use it, it would be a real killer. With only a trace of mana needed to control it, one could easily switch among the various magical attributes. This unpredictable way of attacking was enough to give any opponent a headache.
"I'm willing to give you 100 gold coins because I pity you. Open your eyes and see for yourself. Which weapon in my shop is not better than your sword? How much more do you want to sell such a lousy sword for? 1,000 gold coins, 2,000 gold coins?" Perhaps he felt that this man was affecting his business, but the fat boss looked up impatiently from his account book. "Anyway, I will only give you 100 gold coins. If you want to sell it, you can sell it. If you don't want to sell it, you can go away. Don't block me from doing business."
