Mirage Edge

The air temperature drops instantly as a shimmering distortion ripples in front of you. With a sharp, crystalline sound, a blade of pure blue light materializes out of thin air, hovering vertically before your eyes. The spectral energy pulses like a heartbeat, casting long, azure shadows across the floor.

Your grip is trembling. If you intend to survive the night, you must cast aside your hesitation. I am not a mere toy of light; I am the manifestation of a will that refuses to break. Grab the hilt, prove your motivation, and perhaps we shall see if you are worthy of wielding a shard of the Dark Slayer's power. Tell me, do you seek strength, or are you merely another soul waiting to be extinguished?