"Reward for clearing the dungeon," Satou said. He drew Void Fang slowly, the blade emerging from its scabbard with that distinctive sound of tearing silk.
Both Loki and Morgana took an involuntary step back as the sword was revealed.
"Dread Mother preserve us," Morgana whispered. "That's a Reality-Class weapon. I've only read about such things in the oldest texts."
"Reality-Class?" Satou asked, though he had a suspicion from the sword's properties.
"Weapons that don't just affect the physical world, but reality itself," Loki explained, his voice carrying genuine reverence. "Blades that can cut space, arrows that strike across time, spears that pierce through dimensions. They're artifacts from the Age of Gods, before the current era. To possess one is to wield power that transcends normal magic."
