The Sword of Ryonasis does not belong in a museum, and it should not be chained in a king’s vault. It thrives where answers are demanded of human hearts. Hidden in a monk’s trunk, it will become a paperweight. Placed in the hand of someone intent on doing right, it will become a fulcrum. Handed to someone intent on becoming legend, it will reveal whether they are a hero or a cautionary tale. That is its final, honest cruelty and grace: the sword will reveal you, not the other way around.