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“Then that means either they have a new technique, or things have changed.” Lucian said as he felt a pang or worry within his heart.
“Indeed. One of the first things I did was investigate the site of the ritual and nothing out of the ordinary was found. There was not a talisman nor a codex that they were using to gain such immense powers.” The Priest said as he gave a somewhat odd nod, “What do you know about the one who you fought against. He was a powerful undead correct?”
“Y-yes he was. The strongest man I ever had the chance to cross blades with. Where the Ork Warlord was strong and mighty he was competent and capable. His sword as well, well, it was something that easily sliced through my flesh.”
“You say like that's an odd thing.”
“It was. Normally weapons do not dig so deeply into me or the armor catches it, but the weapon he wielded went through my flesh and chainmail as if it was butter.” Lucian said as he shook his head, “It glowed, blue I think. It might have been magical or something like that.”
“Do you remember where the sword was placed?” The man asked.
“What?”
“Where did you place the sword? He gave you his armor but he did not give you the sword. Where did this enchanted sword go?”
>In his coffin
>With the Duke
>I… Don’t Know!?
