Zagreus turned Stygius over in his hand, looking over it with some thought.

"On its own? Not a great deal. I can summon it to my side from anywhere, and it can cut shades down whether corporal or ephemeral. But like this, with my only my aspect alone, it isn't all that special."

Sort of like himself, really...

He shook his head to dismiss the thought, running his hand along the metal. "It's stronger now, though, than when I first wielded it. Stygius has drank deeply of Titan's blood, enough that its edge is sharper than ever before."