Aiden nodded. "It's imbued with the essence of the forge itself. It can channel the wielder's energy and amplify it, making it a perfect tool against the Abyss. But it's also more—it's a symbol. A reminder of what we're fighting for."
Myne stepped forward, her gaze fixed on Aiden. "You've proven yourself, Aiden. But this is only one step. The Abyss isn't going to stop just because we have a fancy sword."
"She's right," Rick added, his voice steady but concerned. "The Abyss grows stronger every day. We need more than weapons—we need allies, strategies, and a way to stop it at its core."
Aiden sheathed the sword, its scabbard materializing as if summoned by the forge itself. "Then we'll build what we need. The forge isn't just for me—it's for all of us. We'll craft weapons, armor, and tools for anyone willing to fight. And we'll find the allies we need."