"Okay… Then I hope he's got some worthy credentials!" barked Gasnon, eyeing Moranti.
The God of Space smiled and took out his scythe. "Is this good enough?"
"THAT?!" The weaponsmith almost lost his eyes as they nearly popped out of their sockets. "This… You made this?! What level?!"
"Lv. 95… It's the only weapon I'll ever use, no matter how hard it becomes to upgrade."
"Why would you need anything stronger?!" questioned Gasnon.
Leaving that question unanswered, Jack chimed in again, "Moranti is here to help me during the powering process. He understands making a personal weapon, so I thought his insight might help."
"MORANTI?!" Gasnon immediately bowed and altered his tone of voice to show more respect. "Please forgive me for questioning your credentials."
"Think nothing of it, now let's get started."
