As Caen lifted his modified Divine Sword, he could sense the immense power surging within it.
The Special Gems of Life embedded in the hilt pulsed with an otherworldly energy, connecting with his very essence. It was as if the sword had become an extension of himself, a conduit for his determination to seek vengeance for his mother.
The Leader of the High Council watched with a strange look on his face. He had seen the Sword when it was being created, but he didn't feel anything special from the sword. But as soon as Caen held the sword, it completely changed.
"Young Lord Caen, your strength has grown exponentially. I must congratulate you!" The Lord of the High Council congratulated Caen.
"Congratulations!"
The other Gods also started congratulating him.
"Now isn't the time for celebration..." Caen reminded the Gods. This war was going to be nothing like before.
