Dakota brought the metre long nail sword to me, and I took it from her, exhaling. The sword had a good weight on it, almost double that of any regular sword. Even though it was almost like a nail, its sides were not round. It had sharp edges, and was quite sharp enough to claim lives.
I forced my spirit force inside the blade first and then infused the flames of purgatory in it. Other than the hilt, all the sharp edges turned in a crimson glory of purgatory and it even amplified it by more than 50%. A text lit up in crimson near the helt, it was written in old tongue, which I couldn't read, unlike the regular Mahendi, but I can guess what's written there.
It's the name of the sword.
[Punisher: (Unique) (Grade:S)
This sword has a history of thousands of years and the way it was created
