Forged Destiny [Book 3: Ch. 7, Book 4: Ch. 1]

"This is Vacuan Silver," I said. "It's probably the most expensive here, but it's definitely the best in terms of quality. After that, there's a few different types of stee-"

"Silver?" Blake asked, eyes narrowed. "I wasn't aware that was any use in weapons…"

"Oh, it's not actual silver. It's a variant of steel mixed with a few other ferrous compounds, most of which give it a sheen like silver. It's stronger than steel, but can be brittle if used in large quantities. Suits of armour aren't very good if made from them, but weapons – particularly small ones – can have a keen cutting edge. It's also used in arrows for its ability to pierce through armour."

—Forged Destiny [Book 3: Ch. 7]


The steel was Vacuan Silver, the same kind Blake had purchased for her daggers, and now, with the stolen money returned to us, I'd been able to afford several bars, too.

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If I was doing that anyway, I figured I might as well make a better sword.

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When I took a grindstone and started to sharpen the blade, removing the scale and rough metal from it, the sword began to reveal itself.

Crocea Mors.

"Again," I whispered, amused. The blade differed, far brighter and with a sheen that almost perfectly reflected my face, but the rest of it was practically identical. The hilt was a mirror-match, despite my having thrown the old one away. The shape, the slope, even the distribution of weight – it was all perfectly matched to my first sword.

And why not? I'd made it myself and gotten used to how it felt. Most people had to learn to adapt to a new weapon, and no matter how hard they tried to find something similar to the old, there would always be some difference. Not for me, however. I could make them myself. I could craft them using the abilities I'd been born with. This sword wasn't just similar to my old one. It was my old one. Albeit with a new, stronger, blade.

"Welcome back," I said, hefting it up before me. The leather hilt felt comfortable in my hand and the weight was perfect. I realised at that moment just how much I'd missed it. "You won't break this time. Vacuan Silver, freshly smelted. How does it feel? Do you think I should give you a new name?"

—Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 1]