"It has to be named," Alec said, turning it over and picturing the brightness of the sword when it lit up, adamas glowing like no other material Alec had ever seen in his life.

"Once it's named, it looks much different," he said, taking the seraph blade back and turning it once to examine the blade. If he hadn't been a Shadowhunter, he'd have been underwhelmed and unimpressed with the blade but he knew what kind of power and beauty it held.

"But, it depletes," he sighed, sliding the blade back into its sheath. "It's the only one I have so I don't want to waste it on just anything."