Two Boxes

"Sure, but honestly, I am only good at using this weapon because of the training that you gave me growing up! It almost feels like cheating sometimes when I use it," Yren chuckled, scratching the back of his head, but Goranth shook his head.

"It only feels that way for now. You are going to hit stronger foes, and you will be glad to have Omnus at your side. The more skilled the users, the stronger Omnus becomes. You will hit a limit with it, but at that time, we will hold your father down and force him to enchant it!" Goranth explained, and Tybrus flinched.

"What do you mean, hold me down, you damn savage! You don't know what you are asking, so don't bother! That blade is not meant to be enchanted!" Tybrus roared and dumped his drink down his throat.

"That doesn't mean that it can't!" Goranth roared back.