ELIAS'S P.O.V
The sword was beautiful in its final form. I hadn't ever seen anything more glorious in all my days.
"So, in order to break the curse. The sword must be given a life."
Josiah's words left his mouth fast. He moved toward me before anybody had the time to process what he said.
All I could see was his sword coming in my direction. Magic was being shot from all around the room defensively. However, Josiah had placed some magical barrier around us so that nobody could defend me. None of us realized that fact until it was too late.
At least I had a good run. If there was a way I could be taken out, then this would be it. I would die carrying all the bad to let the world have some good.
I closed my eyes, listening to the sounds of everyone screaming my name. I kn
