"So, about your gift… Magnus, was it? It's quite unique. How did you get it? Steal it from a Sinner, or is it something new?"
Halo was seated within one of the castle's towers when Seraph joined in. Her words were abrupt and out of context, which had Halo taken aback for a moment, but after taking in her smile, he decided to answer anyway.
He summoned his daggers. The white blade rested in his right hand, the dark in his left. Both were exclusively designed for their respective hands and bore similar features from hilt to tip. His grips were firmly wrapped around the hilts with brown bandages.
Indeed, the blade was unique, especially its faded cartoonish appearance, sharpness, and the fact that it could change into any blade imaginable. But things weren't as they seemed.
"Yeah, it's one of a kind. The blade was forged from a Perverted Sinner's remains by a craftsman like no other."
He gestured at the bandages around his wrists.
