Mikhail showed off his fancy new spear with glee, and although he had done it in a taunting manner, Azalea couldn't help but feel happy for him.
That smile of his had become genuine as he took hold of it in his grasp, and Azalea loved that handsome smile.
"So you got that spear from the chest? How did it even fit in there?" Azalea asked as she touched it, feeling the smooth polished rock and the raw power radiating off the spear's surface.
Almost like it was an extension of Mikhail.
"Ah, well the chest seemed to have a distorted space in its insides. I had to reach in so far that my shoulder was where the chest's floor should have been. And the spear wasn't the reward, it was actually a violet orb that asked me what I desired. Had the voice of Heaven coming from it, too."
Azalea's face went blank as she processed what she had just heard.
"You… You got a Heavenly Blessing? Is that what you're telling me?"
