Amon took a small breath and touched the cold scabbard. It was wooden, with beautiful patterns made on it in black.
His heart raced as he looked at the beautiful hilt and handle of the sword.
Its hilt was made up of a skull with two horns, one bigger and the other smaller. On both its eyes, red crystals were inserted.
On the forehead of the skull, a magic circle was inscribed that looked mysterious. It was attached to a wooden handle.
The handle had a grip made from strong threat knitted neatly. It was bigger compared to other swords.
Amon stroked over it and slowly unsheathed it. A beautiful gray-colored blade was revealed.
It had unique crescent moon symbols all over it in white. He turned it, and the sword was very light.
His eyes then fell to their edges. The edge shone brightly; it was razor sharp. Unlike the rest of the blade, it was white.
