It was only after Leo had returned to the destroyer and the fleet began its ascent toward Ixtal that he finally allowed himself a quiet moment to examine the cloth-wrapped bundle Moltherak had tossed to him, as seated alone in the dim cabin, with the low hum of the engines vibrating through the metal beneath his boots, he unwrapped it carefully.
*Unwrap*
The moment the fabric fell away, his breath stilled, for resting in his palm was a blade he recognized instantly.
'Isn't that…?'
His eyes widened as the polished edge caught the cabin light.
Grudgekeeper.
The final masterpiece crafted by Supreme Master Argo before his death. One half of the twin daggers Soron had wielded in his last battle.
Leo ran his thumb lightly along the flat of the blade, careful to avoid the edge, as he felt the faint pulse of Origin Metal that had tasted God Blood in its last battle.
'So you managed to pass one half of the set on… even while surrounded by seven enemy Gods?'
