"So these two new weapons. What are they?" Haruki said as he walked across the swamp illuminated by the sinking sun. Treading it he could feel like someone was staring at him from behind.
With a frown, followed by a sigh he looked up at the sky. "Please do go on, Magus. Ignore our guest." He said in a whisper. He never looked back, only straight ahead. Never giving away that he has noticed his tail.
[Very well.]
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[This is one but many forms the legendary Fenrir could take. This is but one incarnation of the infinite.]
Magus said as he directly projected an image of a greatsword covered in skulls inside Haruki's head. Haruki frowned as he marveled at the image of the blade.
That thing was too big to be called a sword. Too big, too thick, too heavy, and too rough, it was more like a large hunk of iron, covered in skulls. Their empty eye sockets glowing blood red.
