The Apocalypse Hoarder
"Is this some kind of ancient divine weapon? When I took it, she looked ready to fight me to the death."
Keira recognized it at once. She accepted it with reverence and slowly drew it halfway from its scabbard. A cold, razor-bright gleam flashed out, accompanied by a crisp, resonant hum. Even with only half an inch exposed, the blade radiated lethal danger.
"So this is Ms. Brandt's longsword. I finally get to hold it!" Her eyes shone with admiration as she studied it from every angle, treating it like a priceless treasure.
After a long moment, she reluctantly slid the blade back into its scabbard and returned it to Cyrus.