Even after gaining three points in Adamantium Titan, I was still in incredible pain. It told me that without that growth, killing this god would have killed me too, and perhaps I would only have had the satisfaction of seeing the serpent die before I followed it.
I could not sleep, even though I wanted nothing more than to collapse and sleep a thousand years away. Every part of me that could still ache was asking for it. But the notification had not gone away when I closed my eyes. It sat on the inside of my eyelids the way the sun does after you have looked at it too long.
This question would not go away until I answered it.
[Claim Natal Weapon?]
I opened my eyes and looked at the blade, standing in the side of the mountain where I had slapped it. From here it looked like a red crack in the rock. The evening light was on it, and it was still moving inside itself, liquid and solid at once, like a vein under skin.
