"...huh?" Ethaniel raised his brow in confusion as he saw that Shinto took out a sword from his inventory. "What's that?"
"Take it for now," Shinto said as he handed the sword over to him.
"...hah?" Ethaniel furrowed his brow as he took a closer look at the sword. From the blade's tip to its handle, it was coloured a dark shade of purple mixed together with silver lines around it. The handle was black and the atmosphere around the weapon seemed to protrude a dark aura. "What the heck is this?"
"It's a sword," Shinto stated.
"Yes, I clearly know that," he glared at Shinto. "What I mean is, why did you give me this?"
"Well, I just thought it might come in handy in the future for us," he shrugged. "So I gave it to you."
"..." Taking another look at the sword, Ethaniel opened up the weapon detail of it. "...hah. What are you crazy? Asking me to use this with such requirements? I don't even have that much strength."
