She twirled it in her hands. “This little beauty will kill any supernatural with just one blow; it was forged by a witch who vowed to rid the earth of anything unnatural. Got it from some witch.” Adela said calmly. I eyed the weapon, unsure of how I felt having something so dangerous to my kind being within my proximity. Lazarus finally arrived, and he stopped dead in his tracks, glaring at the weapon in Adela’s hand.
His eyes turned a deep red. “Where did you get that heinous thing?” He sneered, making me curious as to what he knew about the weapon.
Adela smirked. “From a witch. I take it you are familiar with the blade, familiar with its cursed steel.” She reached around to her back again, returning the blade to where it was initially hidden from sight.
Lazarus snarled, “Yes, quite. S
