Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161026103736/@comment-25073873-20161112155238

"Then let me use these swords for what they were meant to be used for. The battlefield. An unused sword is at best a decoration, at worst a hunk of scrap metal" said Illya with a smile, as she raised one of her hands, and a sparkle seemed to pass across every single blade.

"I'll be taking them all. As well as the part from the orrey. If you are pitiful enough to ask for money, I can let you have some as compensation. Such a waste of fine swords. But no longer."

Illya turned to walk out of the shop without even paying for anything, as her magical arrmory power dematerialized every single weapon that was available, storing it in her dimension gate. Clicking her fingers, a pile of genuine gold bars were emptied out from a white portal of ripples.