Skofnung shook slightly, as if transmitting its excitement to Arthur. It was as if its jaws opened wide, expecting a delightful meal in exchange for its power. Although, the power did belong to its wielder.
'Ungrateful sword,' Arthur spoke internally, involuntarily allowing a chuckle to escape his lips. The sword seemed to possess a smidge of intelligence, but only reacted when triggered or provoked.
Or, when it voraciously begged for a meal. A meal consisting of the organs and tender skin of an ogre, to be precise.
Although no physical changes were observed, Skofnung did provide a sense of invigoration to Arthur's body and mind. It was like the crimson-eyed man's cortisol levels dropped instantly, refreshing his body and providing solace to his mind.
[The Demonic Blade 'Skofnung' is reacting to a necromantic beast's presence.]
[The Demonic Blade 'Skofnung' bares its fangs, preparing to indulge in the consumption of its prey.]
