Lind was covered in sweat and topless as his forge fire blazed in front of him. A simple sword was floating in front of him but it was the peak of what he could do. He had Forged and woven at the same time and could only pray it was enough for what was to come.
The sword was barely considered a broadsword. It was too long to be a shortsword too. It was barely ⅔ the length of his body. It was, however, disturbing to every demon looking at it.
It looked like simple steel with a leather wrapped hilt. The counterweight was a small sphere of crimson metal. He grasped it in his hands and it was clear it was a bit larger than one handed hilt but only just.
"What have you done, Lord Emerald Immortal?" The aether child Shard Tier looked in horror at the sword but Lind let his aura wash outward. Shock covered his face as he realized the soul power was as pure as ever!
