Lex returned to a place he had not been to in a short while: the home of the dwarfs in the Midnight realm.
The last time he was here, he had forged Naraka, his sword. It was genuinely a tragedy that Lex was not a wholehearted sword cultivator, because his sword was amazing.
Its potential was just as endless as himself, and the stronger sword intent it was bathed in, the faster it would grow even stronger.
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