This sword- was a bit bigger than the mystic blade. It had a lot of engravings on its handle- a dragon reaching for the sun while two snakes intertwining around the dragon.
The actual sword looked just like the Mystic blade but glowed more and for some reason definitely felt sturdier.
"Try this." The pig grabbed something behind the counter with its mouth and threw it at me.
A rather bland scabbard but perfect. Also, kind of slimy. "EW." But yeah. It was a perfect fit. "So, you combined all three?" I sheathed the sword and put it on my belt.
'Where the hell am I gonna wipe this?'
Sadly, I didn't see any cloths.
But- but I felt at ease.
This sword was my lifeline. My confidence.
And now that I got it back- I felt great again. 'Another step closer.'
