Chapter 26: [26]:Buchou’s
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And Minamoto had not exactly been his strongest Persona. Neither was Mordred, for that matter. Tragic as the story of Clarent was, its wielder was still a Persona derived from a legend, and at best he ranked mid-tier among the hierarchy, below angels and demons, and far below gods. That meant the corrupted form of Clarent, demon sword as it was, was still of middling quality. He held Personas far stronger whose weapons when interpreted literally, could sink continents and boil the Earth's oceans into vapor.
And that was the thing with Personas. They almost always interpreted things literally.
Yukari had carried the bow ever since, and with good reason. Its power far surpassed what they found in the chests sequestered away in the corners of the Tower. Yukari also liked to use it for a different purpose. When his relationship with Mitsuru was rumored, the girl often carried it with her into their dormitory's living room, making a show of polishing it and caring for it whenever Mitsuru happened to be present. To her credit, Mitsuru had shown commendable restraint when dealing with the issue, and had for the most part, ignored her rival. That did not prevent the heiress from asking him to make a weapon for her as well, however, on the rare occasions she invited him into her room. He had agreed, and already had a design in mind. A rapier with a hilt that resembled the intertwined stems of a rose. And then Nyx had come, and making a weapon for his lover became the last thing on his mind.
He had not made one for her due to time. He would not make one for him because he had no reason to. He had no wish to part with any of his Personas, nor did he wish to see power gathered into the palm of one whose intentions he was not clear on. He couldn't tell Kiba that of course.
"I would require a Nihil weapon," technically it was not an excuse, for it was true.
"I have no idea what that is," Kiba responded cheerfully, "But I will find one for you nonetheless."