Burnai

Elias picked up the burning card and asked, "This?" He was expecting him to ask for Graced Sand or Outer Sand or even one of the cursed chests, "what can you offer!" 

"Name your price!" The little man said.

Elias was about to say something but he felt his head hacked and then a word was transferred to his head.

~Decision!~

That was the only word he heard from the cursed flesh but he understood the meaning of it and he should not tell the man his decision. 

"Well, respected sir. Give me anything you deem useful for me and you can have it!" Elias said in a humbled way.

"Hmm!" The little man eyed Elias suspiciously and made a suggestion, "there is a device that can help you make these weapons with ease. Do you want it!"

Elias smiled and just stared at the man without divulging anything about his intention.

"I can also help you heal those cursed words written behind your back. You know they will not heal no matter what!"