"No need to thank me, darling... ...but, yes, I do know what type of weapon would benefit most of your skill and style. Not to alarm you, but I have been keeping an eye on you ever since we, ah, became an item, you know -- perks of being capable of moving within the threads of realms, I suppose..." [i]Astra's voice trailed off towards the end of her sentence, becoming a simple mutter to herself. But that was fun to know. Irina had been getting stalked by a probably immortal, god-slaying, dimension-hopping, time-traveling, monster-killing angel. Nice indeed, eheh... Regardless, said angel lightly booped her lover on the nose again, only to reluctantly, even begrudgingly, break away. She took a good few steps back, her wings furling up on her back once more, nestling close to her armour and the sheath of her sword in between both extra limbs. She carried a grin on her lips as she slowly brought her hands up, bending her arms at their elbows, and just like that... she clapped her hands exactly three times in rapid succession, the air rippling around the motion with every clap, until on the third, the previously colourless ripple turned gold. As if appearing out of thin air, two paired swords materialized in between the two woman, floating at about chest height for Astra, meaning that Irina had to look up to them, considering the sheer amount of difference between the two -- Astra being a super tall angel mama, Irina being a slightly less super tall psychopath... mama. Aaanyway, back to the swords. They were both identical to one another as far as Irina could see, each kept within its own sheath, surprisingly ornate in design, yet a bland, rock-like grey in colour, lightly engraved with blood-red runes and symbols, their meaning unknown to the Vileblood who received the swords -- though she could certainly make a guess, or ask Astraeus. The twin blades were each about three-and-a-half foot long, give or take an inch or two considering the fact they were sheathed, both with a cruciform guard, shaped like a Catholic cross and engraved with runes much like the sheaths. The four inch grips were finely bound in rust brown leather, topped with a heart-shaped pommel identical to the one on all of Astra's weapons.[/i] "I think these should suffice, my fair maiden... They served me perfectly well during my, ah, crusade of sorts, so I hope they are the same for you. Treat them with care, and you will find that they shall cut through any hide, any armour, you may face -- no physical protection shall withstand the edges of these blades, I assure you. Even the very soul of whatever you might cut shall be rendered asunder, as they exist on the astral plane, too." [i]Oh baby. It would... probably be for the best if Irina gave them back to Astra after their murder spree was done. Because otherwise the Vileblood could one-shot literally everyone and everything in the Dojo. Which, now that I think about it, wouldn't even be that bad. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)[/i]