Lex returned to a place he had not been to in a short while: the home of the dwarfs in the Midnight realm.
The last time he was here, he had forged Naraka, his sword. It was genuinely a tragedy that Lex was not a wholehearted sword cultivator, because his sword was amazing. Its potential was just as endless as himself, and the stronger sword intent it was bathed in, the faster it would grow even stronger.
As it was, Lex's truly varied array of skills and abilities overshadowed the actual power of his sword. To say that the sword had just as much potential as Lex was a testament to how genuinely absurdly strong it was, considering all that Lex had been through.
