ating wealth, and with that wealth came pride. The sword, though not practical for everyday use, was a tes

he was met not with the sharp, gleaming bl

h a flawless sharpness. "I have sharpened it," he said. "But

ed. "What d

It's for use. Without purpose, it will never live up to its potential. This sword

its weight-not just in his grip, but in his heart. This wasn't just

Varek admitted. "How ca

"You must go into the forest. Use it. Only then will