"The dawn breaks, the sacred artifact emerges!"
In a secluded valley, a brilliant ray of dawn suddenly broke through the clouds and descended onto the sword engulfed in raging flames under Elda's watchful gaze.
Watching as the long sword, heated red by the flames, absorbed the ray of dawn, Elda's face turned red with excitement, occasionally distorting.
Even his breath became quickened at this moment.
Elda gazed obsessively at everything, for this was the sacred artifact soon to be his!
At this moment, Elda even began to envision the glorious moment of fame after attaining divine level success wielding this holy sword.
In his trance, nearly all of Elda's attention was focused on the sacred artifact about to come into existence.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Even noticing the exhausted figure beside him, who staggered several times.
He never considered going over to help.
But this can't entirely be blamed on Elda's selfishness.
