Duke picked up the Cyan Sun Sword. It felt slightly heavy and cold to the touch, but not piercingly so; rather, it had a unique texture that was warm like jade and resilient like steel.
The leather-wrapped hilt seemed to fit perfectly with the curvature of his palm. The moment he tightened his grip, the blade seemed to vibrate faintly, and the three characters glimmered briefly as if it were an illusion.
There was no influx of information as anticipated, nor was any energy activated.
It remained silent, like a genuine, though exceptionally sturdy and exquisite, cold weapon.
Yet Duke knew it wasn't that simple.
The subtle sensation akin to a bloodline connection upon gripping it, that instant of light tremor, all indicated that the sword was not a lifeless object.
Perhaps the key to activating it wasn't conventional magic power or spiritual power, but something else.
Generally, creations from other civilizations could provide some information through spiritual power.
