Ty's eyes sparked with surprise as the dual Kama blades, resembling sickle blades, descended into his hands.
The blades' golden aura shimmered softly, casting a warm glow on his face.
He felt a sense of power and responsibility emanating from them, a feeling both exhilarating and daunting.
Beside him, Todd was enveloped in platinum light beside the golden hue surrounding Ty. As the light receded, Todd examined the wooden staff in his hands, metal tips glinting at both ends. A smirk played on his lips.
"Oh, neat; I've always liked twirling sticks," he remarked, excitement in his voice and an old memory tugging at the edge of it.
Meanwhile, Nana watched silently, thinking hard.
In her hand rested a small wand, an orb at its center swirling with blue and red hues, converging into a sharp point of purple at the end.
The fairy on her head, now awake, expressed its astonishment, "Wow, a platinum-grade weapon?!" Its voice carried surprise and admiration.
