Awakened Weapon, one of the many powerful gifts granted by the System to those who had evolved.
When a person underwent their first class evolution, they gained the chance to link a weapon directly to their class.
Once bonded, the weapon fused completely with its wielder, becoming unique and personal. It adapted to the user's fighting style and even gained special abilities based on their class and nature.
It was a rare sight to see one, let alone in action. I was still staring at the golden trident crackling with lightning in Arkas's hand when a voice broke through my thoughts.
"Ho... ho... ho... You haven't changed one bit, Arkas."
The voice wasn't loud. It sounded like a whisper brushing against my ear, soft but chilling.
My head snapped around, searching for the source.
Arkas responded.
"What kind of man would I be if I did?"
A soft chuckle followed.
"Then you'd be a progressive man."
I almost laughed at the reply, but caught myself.
Arkas snorted.
