As the mainline NPC and administrator, he cannot allow himself to be a subpar silver. He is the leader and protector of all foreigners; he's to be strong enough to shield his beloved players and the land that has entrusted him with its trust and his subjects...
Trust indeed.
This was enough to fill each blade swing in Murphy's monotonous battles with more resolute will, as he wasn't fighting for his own sake!
The chainsaw sword's fuel was depleted; with a sharp sound, it jammed, prompting Murphy to toss it back into the psychic package, then, with a quick reverse grab, saw the necessary Evil leap nimbly into his hand, whilst the other withdrew Kulkan's Solar Blade from his weapon belt.
It was almost dawn.
Soon, the sun's spiritual energy would be at its most active during the day. If the wolf people believed they could take him down under the daylight unfriendly to vampires, Murphy wouldn't mind showing them what "flowing blade as fire" meant.
