Three Sacrium swords. One to Lucian, one to Sam, and one to Einar. Each imbued with effects that either reflected their fighting style or covered their greatest weakness.
Sam's sword carried the lightning spell. Unlike the other swords Damian had made for him so far, this one would not break, even if he used it continuously for twenty years straight. And with a few uses per day, the sword would gain a lifespan transcending centuries.
Einar's sword held the Firebird spell—an advanced and far more powerful version. She had not disappointed him. She had mastered the spell he had imbued in her last sword. Those were just the primary spells, though. There were others woven into all three blades. Some of the shared spells included a wormhole spell powered by their mana and intent, allowing them to escape any dire situation, and a healing spell that could restore them as much as they desired.
And Lucian..
