Chapter 319 - The Rewards (2)

Enchanted weapons lay scattered amidst the rubble, their gleaming surfaces betraying the potent enchantments woven into their very essence. Swords that shimmered with elemental energy, staves that crackled with lightning, and bows that sang with the whispers of the wind—all promised to be formidable tools in the hands of a skilled wielder. With a sense of reverence, Cyrus carefully gathered these weapons, knowing that they could turn the tide of battle in his favor when wielded with skill and precision.