[b]Isabella[/b]: "Gods almighty, that's.. something. Truly, what a weapon. A claymore.. I have my poleaxe, but gods, that's a fine tool right there." [i]Athena then shook her head.[/i] "You should enjoy the more subtle things in life. Like compassion. Love." "Compassion and love haven't exactly worked out for me, sweetheart. Though you have some trouble with "compassion and love" too, don't you?" [i]Isabella responded, while Athena went pale.[/i]

He seemed rather distracted, studying the blade. His hand pressed the teardrop fire opal, and the right of the blade snapped off, along with a part of handle. It snapped onto the the part that broke off, it was a its own blade. "Woah." James pressed the opal again, and the left side snapped off, and formed another sword. What was left was a spear. "That's awesome...." he muttered. He picked up the broze edged odachi. He slowly swung the blade.