The residual energy emanating from the table was so dense that the air in the throne room became slightly heavy to breathe. The miasma of the former Demon King Rigal seemed to demand its freedom through the newly forged bone and metal.
However, no one in the room took a single step back. The pressure was overwhelming, but Ryan's elite group stood firm, observing the finished equipment with evident expectation.
Ryan rose from his stone throne and descended the steps with slow, calm steps. His cold gaze immediately fell on the center of the table, where the largest piece rested.
Before Ryan, a massive piece rested that seemed to defy martial logic. It was a waning moon almost two meters long, forged with Rigal's outer spine and upper ribs, reinforced with a black mithril alloy and demonic blood seals.
"For the leader, the demon king," Runa announced with a smile, showing her pride in the colossal creation.
