[ The surface of the sword is cool to the touch - but not cold enough as to be uncomfortable. It certainly feels like a normal sword - but the spirit within it has already sensed Pharos' approach. And this isn't a human, but a different spirit - what would another ethereal being be doing here?
His mind might have been slowed by reversion, but the thought is still enough to prompt him to emerge. A soft hum comes from the sword, as if someone had struck it with a very small mallet, and a circle of light appears a little to Pharos' side.
Mitsutada steps out, his expression relaxed and tinged with only a little confusion. Oh, some kid is playing with his sword. ]
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His mind might have been slowed by reversion, but the thought is still enough to prompt him to emerge. A soft hum comes from the sword, as if someone had struck it with a very small mallet, and a circle of light appears a little to Pharos' side.
Mitsutada steps out, his expression relaxed and tinged with only a little confusion. Oh, some kid is playing with his sword. ]
Hey, could I have that back?