Despite being divine weapons, on the same level as Sheol, these sealing swords don't seem to be that powerful at all.
"Alter… are you sure that these are divine weapons?"
"Of course," Alter says. "They're all made from Auralithe—a divine ore found only in the realm where angels reside."
She lifts one of the swords to eye level, holding it carefully in both hands. The blade catches the ambient light, and for a fleeting moment, I see the faint reflection of my own face glimmering on its surface. It shines like glass, clear and luminous, almost ethereal.
"It's actually metal," she continues, her voice soft and steady. "But it has the appearance of crystal. And you probably can't feel anything from it right now because your soul hasn't awakened, or ascended enough to sense divine energy."
"O-ohhh…" I murmur, as I absorb her words.
"However…" Alter pauses. "There's another way to feel it."
The moment she says that, my curiosity sparks.
