Not An Ordinary Sword

Blake knew about the different rankings of weapons given to the higher-starred hunters. How much better certain materials and armor could do for them. Even the suit that they were wearing now, it was flexible but sturdy, able to take even scratches from the Werewolves and absorbing some of the powerful strikes.

When it came to weapons, he hadn’t found anything better than his red swords. It felt like it was the luck of the draw at the time. Weapons that weren’t meant to be given at that grade level were present, and he took it and went with it.

Which was why, opening the box and seeing another weapon, for some reason he just didn’t feel like it was what they needed to get out of the current situation. There was only one piece of equipment that made him feel a certain way, the special red armor that was placed in one of the main bases of the Altered hunters.