Melody held [Temptation] for a moment longer than necessary, caressing it in her arms like it was a baby before placing it in Lukas's outstretched hand.
Akira watched it all with amusement. "Letting go of it already feels personal, doesn't it."
"Quiet," Melody said, without heat. "Just let me grieve my loss."
Lukas closed his fingers around the hilt and was immediately surprised.
As he lifted it up, he realized that the sword was lighter than he'd expected. Most importantly, it was considerably lighter than its size suggested it should be.
However, he wasn't sure whether this was a feature of the sword itself or simply the result of his increased strength making everything feel different.
But either way the sword was perfectly balanced in his grip and it felt less like gripping a weapon and more like an extension of his arm.
He swung it once, slowly.
The sword sliced through the air silently, goosebumps forming on his arms at the sensation.
