Thread:Faenor of the Silver Laurel/@comment-26084195-20170104064405/@comment-26444332-20170124222738

A dazzling blade of sizzling blue energy, the shade of the jewel Claz inspected, springs forth from the emitter nozzle. The blade is just long enough for him, but it has no weight.

'How do you like it?' Kurenai asks, wiping a bit of grease off with a rag. 'I did the best I could under the rushed circumstances.'