"Melted? You melted it?" The thoughtform froze for a moment. "Are you sure?"
"The Demon-Slaying Sword! If we were relying on sign-ins alone, we'd have to work for over a month to afford it.
And you just melted it down? Even if we had no use for it, giving it to one of our followers would've been less wasteful than this!"
"No, no, no. You know me—I don't waste things." Aaron took a deep breath, opened a Space Magic array, and pulled out a silvery-white longsword.
"Star Abyss." Looking at the divine weapon radiating silver light, the thoughtform fell silent.
Argus Gaius had forged this sword from countless rare materials. Set into its crossguard was Black Magnetite, one of the five great Dark Spirit Stones. Controlling elements, devouring blood and souls, cutting through space—such things were effortless for it. It was a divine weapon capable of killing gods.
Yet since arriving in this universe, it had only shown its edge during the battle against Hela in Helheim. The rest of the time, it had simply gathered dust in the Secret Chamber.
"What do you need me to do?"
"Melt down the Demon-Slaying Sword, separate some of its properties, and grant Star Abyss the ability to sever magic."
"That won't be easy."
"I know it'll be difficult, but don't you think we should compensate Star Abyss somehow?" Aaron said solemnly. Star Abyss seemed to understand its master's intentions and let out a series of hums.
"I'll do my best, but it'll take quite a while.
"The magical inscriptions on Star Abyss are all interconnected. I need to figure out how to avoid damaging them while incorporating new properties."
"The Dwarves can help. I gave them the ability to forge. They're still fairly inexperienced, but they can at least assist you."
"And..."