I put a hand on my chest. “What do you mean, I can and will wield the Vampire Sword gladly? And why can’t you wield it yourself?”
Lord Taranas brushed back a portion of his long hair. “Let’s go back to the beginning. I’m sure you are aware that the Vampire Sword was forged over ten thousand years ago by Lord Nizara, correct?”
I nodded. “Yes. That’s what I was told.”
“And you are also aware, obviously, that Lord Nizara hid the Vampire Sword in a pocket dimension that no one can access save through a particular ritual he created.”
“Is that that ‘ritual’ you keep telling me about?”
Lord Taranas apparently didn’t hear what I said, because he continued speaking as if I had not said a word at all. “There is more to the Vampire Sword than all of that. You see, the Vampire Sword cannot actual
