"Welcome to the safehouse!" Seraphina declared with a wide grin on her face as the rest of them just gaped at her openly.
Everywhere they looked, their eyes collided with every kind of weapon ever made by humans, witches, or dragons.
"What in the gods name...." Rosette whispered, entirely stunned as she made a beeline for one of the four tables placed around the empty room. She ran her hands along a pair of blades made in the shape of crescent moon with wooden handles as she grazed their leather covering. "You know how to use these?" She asked with her eyes wide.
Seraphina smiled, "all of these are spelled in some way. Those," she said pointing to the blades, now in Rosette's hand, "are spelled to cause pain ten-folds in case of a fight."
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