Lincoln slowly turned towards their direction. As he turned toward their direction, a sword was revealed on his head.
It had a crimson-red color and it was reflecting off the light falling on the surface of the sword. It looked quite sharp, it looked almost capable of cutting the world in half.
Lucius could feel a powerful energy being emitted from the sword along with traces of Divine energy.
There was a sheath of the weapons which was lying on the ground. Lucius and the others could tell from a single glance which sword was this.
"What a powerful sword Lincoln has crafted," Lucius thought to himself.
"Is that the sword that you were crafting for me?" Luca asked, he sounded a bit excited.
Lincoln just nodded his head in approval when he heard, signaling that it was indeed crafted for him.
"I have named this sword the Crimson Moon sword. You can take your sword now" Lincoln said calmly.
