🌹"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟..." ✧.* ☁️𝙕𝙚𝙩ō𝙯𝙖𝙧'𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙕𝙚𝙩ō𝙯𝙖𝙧!" 𝙉𝙮𝙥𝙝𝙖 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙢, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙢 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙. 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙕𝙚𝙩ō𝙯𝙖𝙧'𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙥 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢. 𝙕𝙚𝙩ō𝙯𝙖𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙉𝙮𝙥𝙝𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙯𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨.☁️ ✧.* ✨𝘏𝘪! 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺!✨

With every breath the weapon finds their purpose, Will it be able to conquer anything laid in front of it or fall like a pawn.