Sapphires POV:
So now my dreadful training has started. I mean I'm already trained but during the training, she's talking about is Devine Training.
It's an old and forgotten type of fighting only consisting of swords. It's really awesome and the reason it's called divine is that the swords you use aren't just any sword.
It's a sword made from the blood of an angel as well as a fallen angel. It is powerful in its own way, although it's only as powerful as its owner.
You also either have to make your sword and get the fallen angel and pure angel to drop their blood on it and say this spell thing or you are given a sword from a fallen angel that believes you are worthy of it.
I decided to make my sword, so here we are in the woods looking for the right material. We needed a Phoenix feather, my blood, water, a Mongolian rock, red cedarwood, and some type of metal.
Once we found all of the materials we headed back to the packhouse. During the process of making this sword, you cannot speak. I don't know why, but for some reason, you can't.
First, we melted the metal. Then we mixed my blood, the water, and the metal together. We then shaved the rock down and mixed it in too.
Next, we shaved the wood and pulled the feather into small pieces, and put all of that in there also.
After we were done with that we poured it into a sword mold (only a mold for the top of the sword, not the handle FYI) then we went on to make the handle.
We poured liquid rubber into a bowl. Then put in more of my blood. Next, we put in shaved Mongolian rock and just a little liquid steel. Then put that into a mold.
Now to wait for a couple of hours. Oh, I forgot to mention that in the process of the angel blood blessing thing, both angels have to be there at the same time.
They drop two drips of their blood each and say the magic spell thingy. Then the handle comes together with the top of the sword, forever binding it together, never to break.
That's why I like these swords, they are indestructible and also have their own powers. Those powers are unknown to anyone who doesn't bear the sword.
At about 11:00 pm we took them out of their mold and set them aside for tomorrow. We then decided to go to sleep. "Goodnight," I said sleepily, and halfway up the stairs to my room, I hear her mumble a goodnight in reply. Now tomorrow we try and see if we can find those angels to help me make my sword. (Sigh)...