Echoes of Myriad

Kaelith remains standing in front of me with Abaddon in one hand and an expression of satisfaction he cannot hide.

Now each of us is holding one of the swords. And something about the room feels different.

Maybe it is the energy they give off. Maybe it is the way they both seem to respond to being separated again, but now in different hands. The air feels denser and warmer around us, charged with