Hellblades
Lions and goats clung to her garments, crawling up her shoulders, their stone claws digging in, making the entire figure feel disturbing.
Pelin’s grip tightened around my hand. “Manolya,” she whispered. “I don’t like this.”
“I know,” I murmured.
We moved deeper into the temple, inching closer to the statue.
My hellblade began to glow, its familiar red sheen flashing ominously in the dim light.
Pelin gasped softly. “your blade.”
I looked at her hand. Her weapon glowed in response too.
“Demons or creatures” I whispered.
“where is it? I don’t see anything?” Pelin said cautiously.
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