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Cornelius asked with curiousity and excitement:
-Hey, Lix. I heard that your battle axe uses a cursed frostdraw technique. Is that true?
Lix chuckled, shaking his head:
-No, my friend. This axe wields the power of an exceptionally skilled frostdraw master, not a cursed technique.
But Gran Sudaruska is far more than a simple weapon. Allow me to share its extraordinary tale.
He recounted his journey to the Starfield Tundra, where he discovered the axe encased in ice and guarded by Blizzard Knights. -Extracting it was no easy feat, he continued. It took me a week to free Gran Sudaruska from its icy prison. But when I finally succeeded, I was met with a hauntingly beautiful voice—the spirit of Sudaruska himself. It was at that moment that I knew my heart was beating for her till this day.
Gran Sudaruska, he explained, was the descendant of Sudaruska, a legendary figure who had once slain the prophets of the Ministry.
-In her final moments in the fight against 5th Prophet of Ministry Grimbold, Sudaruska imbued his soul into this battleaxe, granting it incredible powers, Lix explained.
-To me, Gran Sudaruska is more than a weapon. It's a symbol of my quest for vengeance against the Ministry, especially Grimbold. I will not rest until I have avenged Sudaruska and all those who have suffered at the hands of the Ministry.
As Lix spoke, his eyes blazed with determination, his love and reverence for Gran Sudaruska shining through. The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, each syllable resonating with the pain and determination that fueled his mission.
The fire in his eyes flickered, revealing a glimpse of the deep-rooted sorrow that lay beneath his resolve.
-Every swing of this axe is a strike against the injustice and cruelty that plagues our world, he continued, his voice trembling with emotion.
-I carry Sudaruska's legacy with me, a beacon of hope in the darkness, a testament to the strength of those who dare to defy tyranny.
His hands tightened around the handle of Gran Sudaruska, the cold hilt of it warming against his touch.
-With each passing day, my resolve grows stronger, he declared, his voice ringing with conviction.
-I will not falter, I will not waver. The Ministry will fall, and Sudaruska's spirit will finally know peace.
With a solemn nod, Lix sheathed Gran Sudaruska, the weight of his oath settling upon his shoulders. His gaze remained fixed on the horizon, a silent vow echoing in his heart.
-This is the first time I've heard that Gran Sudaruska is such a thing.
To immortalize oneself and one's purpose by imprisoning one's soul in a weapon with one's last strength? Sudaruska was truly clever. To be honest, it seems like you, the current user of its powers, are no less than that.
While Lix and Cornelius continued to talk about the special aspects of the frostdraw, Argus finished his letter and handed it to Joel. Now all that was left was for Joel to deliver the letter to Lucía.