*Song recommendation: Helvegen - Wardruna (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNUJCH3CeR8)*
The sun cast an ominous red glow over the field. Lucia rode her horse to the designated spot. Ramelle's ranks were already waiting. Duke Morton watched with smug satisfaction as she dismounted. In his hand was a long dark sword. It seemed to absorb all the light around it.
As soon as Lucia approached, Duke Morton stepped forward with a smile. Lucia met his gaze with cold indifference. She cast an eye on the sword. She recognized its dark malevolent energy. Duke Morton held it up proudly.
"It's called Bedlam." He gestured to the sword. "I got it from our friends on the other side. It's only fair, I would say," He smiled wickedly.
"A demonic sword?" Valentus scoffed, coming up behind Lucia. "You dare parade that.."
Lucia held up a hand to interrupt Valentus. "As you wish, Duke Morton," Lucia said drily.
