I stepped back, casually flipping the broken horn into my palm.
It was heavier than it looked.
A faint pulse of demonic energy hummed through the material.
Not bad at all.
I weighed it thoughtfully.
"You really should take better care of your belongings," I said.
Lexton collapsed to one knee, clutching his head as dark blood ran down his face.
His voice trembled with a mixture of agony and disbelief.
"You… you filthy—"
"Well, look at this," I continued cheerfully, ignoring him. "First the Golden Jade Seal, and now this."
I held the horn up to the light, admiring the way its dark surface reflected the glow of the torches.
"Another treasure practically rolling into my hands."
A notification flickered in the corner of my vision.
[Item Acquired]
[Horn of a Ravran Noble]
[A high-grade demonic material containing condensed power.]
[Suitable for weapon enhancement.]
A smile spread across my face.
This was perfect.
