Arthur kept flailing uncontrollably, clutching the artifact tightly in his hands. He could feel the power emanating from it, pulsing through his veins and into his mind. He grimaced, feeling the weight of the knowledge and wisdom that was being forced into his head.
As he closed his eyes, he could see the history of the Whale's Tail Island, its secrets and mysteries unfolding before him.
He saw the wars that had been fought over the land, the alliances that had been made and broken, and the lives that had been lost in the pursuit of power.
Arthur's grip on the artifact tightened as he struggled to maintain his balance.
The weight of the knowledge was overwhelming, and he felt as though he would collapse under its weight. But he knew he couldn't let go. He had come too far and sacrificed too much to obtain this artifact.
Slowly, he opened his eyes, and as he did, the world around him came into sharper focus.
