"This... give it to me!" Selûne said with great interest. "I'm very curious about what that egg will eventually hatch into."
Hill gave the Moon Maiden a surprised look.
Though Selûne looked as though she cared about nothing, if she truly took an interest in something... the final result would certainly be what she wanted.
Neither Ao nor Shar could stop her.
Hill certainly did not think Tiamat could snatch anything from Selûne's hands.
And that child... Hill had never thought she was innocent after being dragged into all that messy business.
Creatures like dragons knew what was happening outside even while they were still in their eggs... Faerunriel had committed so many sins; this hatchling was not without any responsibility.
He nodded readily and tossed the emerald sphere brimming with vitality to Selûne.
As for the other item, Hill silently picked up the slender, toy-like little sword... the instant he lifted it, it transformed directly into a radiant longsword. Its blade gleamed with silvery light, like polished silver, while blue and silver flames flowed along the blade, crossguard, and hilt.
"Warblade." Hill could not help reading the Elven words on its hilt... and those strange flames immediately leaped onto his arm.
"That longsword only Elves of Chaotic Good Alignment can draw?" Selûne asked cheerfully as she played with the emerald sphere in her hand.
Smiling, she made the little sphere float at her side... beside Shar, who had a dark night orb floating at her other side, she somehow gave off an inexplicable sense of resonance.
Though their hair colors differed, their appearances and temperaments were worlds apart, and even the colors and auras of the little spheres beside them conflicted... one could still sense some particularly close connection between the two of them.
Shar paid no attention to