Devon gazed down at the fake sword she would have to use. In the script, it was said that the dragon insignia attached to it was an important detail since her role would give away her identity.
'It's fake,' she thought, picking up the sword and raised it up. 'I used to have one in the past, and I was truly fond of it.'
A shallow breath slipped past her lips, recalling the little things that she had grown fond of in the past. Even though a sword was just an item, it was her companion. She had survived multiple assassinations because of it.
"In this world, they use this as a... prop," she murmured, letting out another sigh as it seemed this world barely recognized the importance of wielding a sword. "It looks nice and real, though."
