"Éloén Hudor," Ikaris called the first of her chosen and the man upon hearing his name walked to the small altar she stood on and took a knee before her. "It is broadly agreed upon by those closest to myself and you that you have shown the greatest progress considering how you were before we started this campaign," Ikaris summoned a sword from her inventory and imbued it with her divine mana.
"Even Cecelia had praised your efforts, you are a shining example of the strength one can attain through humility," Ikaris smiled and placed the flat of the blade on his rifht shoulder nodding when the mana inside of the blade hummed and was transferred into his body, strengthening him as he recieved the notification.
