Elizabeth’s POV
"The, what?!" Xavier scrunched his eyebrows together, looking at me in disbelief.
"It’s called Pugio Amimae, the dagger of souls," I had repeated to him.
A chill ran down my spine just thinking of what the name meant.
He shook his head and pulled his hand through his red hair, "what is it supposed to do?"
"Well," I looked at Esme, hoping she could explain, but she just shook her head. "You had heard of it, didn't you?" I asked, irritated.
"Yes, but as a..." I cut her off.
"Don't you start with "but as a myth" nonsense!" I gave her a warning gaze, "I know you know more than you are telling us." I know she knew more than any of us. She was just reluctant to give information. She had fulfilled her duties and was now just hanging around here. I still didn't know why. S
