He shifted the weight of the Dragon Slayer. It wasn’t a sword—not really. It was a slab of raw iron, a physical manifestation of a grudge held against God himself. Every notch in the blade told a story of a scream cut short.
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The iron swung. The world screamed. And for a moment, the darkness was forced to remember what it felt like to bleed. How to use these textures (if you're a creator): He shifted the weight of the Dragon Slayer