Re: Crashed Hive- Mountains east of TP forums.
Grave sighed again. "Looks like we shouldn't waste time. Listen guys, I'm going to bring out my best weapon. In spite of it's looks, it has a lot of power, so if you see it glow or hear me speak the word Ragnarok, run and hide behind something. Basically, when unleashed it mowes down anything in front of me. Taxing, but effective."
The warrior focused, closing his eye. He reached deep into himself, tapping into his dormant power. Grave closed his eyes and raised his right hand. 'Trace.' An image drifted into his mind. He could imagine it - his own might given form. 'What you imagine is always your strongest form... Project.' Grave released the power within him. Dark energy surged through his body, filling his mana circuits in an instant. Power began to build up, overloading the circuit, and black light shot out of Grave's hand as he curled his fingers, grasping the hand of a sword that had yet to exist.
'Forge - Devil Blade!'
At that point, everything broke and everything reformed. For a moment, Grave's whole body became a medium through which he could project his idea into the world. The circuit's limit disappeared along with the black light. Grave opened his eye. His fingers remained fixed on the hilt of a black sword. Grave began to examine it and smiled. It had a long, straight, katana-like blade. Completely black, it had a short row of spiky teeth above the cross-guard, placed at the back of the blade. The grip's lenght suggested that this sword could be used with both hands, however Grave seemed to prefer holding it with just one. A knuckle bow, shaped like a claw of a beast, offered protection for hands. The cross-guard also had a sharp, menacing look. The rain guard had the shape of a skull - it looked like a human skull, unless someone counted the long fangs. The lower part of the jaw wasn't included. Long story short, it looked like a longsword made by a smith who had a bad nightmare before work.