It was a golden axe with nine vivid dragons carved on it! The entire axe had an ancient and sacred breath of aura!

Donoghue was ecstatic! The axe must have been awakened when his blood dripped onto it. It had found its master!

Donoghue let out a long sigh of relief as he held the axe handle with both hands and tugged it hard. He was surprised that he could pull the giant axe so easily!

Donoghue looked up at the sky and laughed out loud. "It looks like it would acknowledge its master with j