Then, Lith activated a Hush zone, a cloaking array, dimensional and elemental sealing arrays.
Orion looked around nervously, years of discipline and battle instincts screaming at him. He was surrounded by mystical defenses and at the mercy of a person he didn't like. Yet he took a deep breath and relaxed.
"Go ahead. I trust you." He said to both Lith and himself.
Ragnarök appeared in a burst of emerald flames, its blood scabbard so tight that the elemental crystals on the fuller protruded from it, shining like precious gemstones.
Orion didn't miss the blade ignoring the dimensional seal nor the fact that it looked a lot like War but it was nothing like it.
"Great Mother almighty! Did you crack my cloaking runes and make a new sword of your own? It's a feat as insulting as it's impressing. I guess congratulations are in order." Orion offered Lith his hand but Lith didn't move.
