C1634 Source Device

"I let my guard down earlier. Don't get cocky just because you've got a bit of skill," Xi Hsing said as he positioned his long sword upright before his chest, his palm lightly grazing the blade.

In a flash, the sharp edge sliced through his palm, blood smearing the steel.

Gripping the hilt tightly, the sword emitted a faint glow.

"A Source Device!"

A shocked exclamation rose from the audience