Lilith III
“Your mother— pulling the sword out of the stone created a generational curse, passed down to every new member, born by the blood of Lilith I, creating a new objective each time, Lilith fought many wars with the sword, she knows the taste of every blood spilled by it, every scream caused by its piercing blade, that's when she later decided to change its appearance, carving it into something simpler and easily concealed,”
“They— they belonged to my mother?”
“Yes, and now they belong to you, you don't have to use but— they are yours, anyone dares to exert them, will be turned into stone,”
Raising her palms towards the sabers. I watched shake, vibrating off the wall, slipping themselves off the