Perhaps it was fate.
When she acquired the Golden Solarian Tree, she had thought about integrating a part of it into her blade to enhance its power and quality.
Little did she know that this idea would need to be realized sooner than expected.
"I'm planning to reforge it," Amalia said.
Kenny Lin frowned, "Why don't you ask your master for a higher-grade sword? You can always forge a better one later."
Amalia shook her head, "I want to forge it by myself, to see if I can cultivate a powerful artifact."
Kenny Lin noticed the underlying meaning in her words and, with a slightly somber expression, asked, "You're planning to make it your natal weapon?"
"Exactly," Amalia replied, understanding his concern, "With the Golden Solarian Tree's branches, I'm confident that if a similar situation arises in the future, my blade won't break so easily."
She had never decided on her natal weapon before.
