Alexander spent a few seconds gazing at his weapon. It had that same shine his mother's blade'd had. After a moment or two he stepped forward grabbing his weapon eagerly and walked to an open space. Larion obediently waited at the door sensing his master's intention. Alexander ran his hands over the weapon, feeling the small irregularity that allowed the weapon to shatter. He swung and twirled it experimentally, even lighter than he thought it would be, the weapon cut through the air effortlessly. It was a whole new experience, though he couldn't test out the feature in the shop, that would be inconsiderate. Nodding in satisfaction he bowed to the blacksmith, "[b]Thank you Harold, I'll be sure to do your work proud![/b]" he said confidently then walked outside and waited for the others to follow him. Alexander was eager to test it against an opponent, though on the other hand he wasn't eager to fight something as ferocious as that scorpion monster thing again. His wound still hurt every now and then though it didn't impede his capabilities anymore.