Chapter 57: A tale of two orphans
Calen looked at Cassian expectantly.
"Well? Show us the things you found."
His friend produced a scrap of paper from his pocket, while Maya took out a dagger from behind her belt.
He took the strange blade and weighed it in his hand, carefully inspecting the weapon.
"You said he opened a portal with it?"
"And maybe created a physical barrier, yes."
"Hmmm..."
It reminded him of sacrificial knives from ancient times, rough and large, yet with a strange elegance. The blade and the handle were a single piece, as if cast instead of forged - what was even stranger its metal surface was linked with uneven indentations and scratch marks, like someone carved it.
"The dagger isn’t enchanted, but there’s a strange power to it, probably whatever horrific equivalent of magic the Blightborn use."
"Can we use it somehow?" Maya questioned.
"I think we can stop Kalim from ever returning to Mountainfall, at least using this specific power." He put down the blade and looked at Isara who was studying the piece of paper. "You know the myth?"
"Sure do, you will as well." She handed him the message.