For a second, a deadly silence drowns us, as we look at the small dagger.
We're here. After all this time. After all those fights. After all those mysteries and riddles. We! Are! Here!
And I have no idea what am I supposed to do. Somehow, in my mind, I imagined finding the dagger will be a dramatic moment when the sacred weapon would appear in an aura of lighting and the war would be over in a moment. But here I am, in front of the weapon that has the power to decide the fate of us all and I can't figure out what am I supposed to do next.
I look at Lycras who seems to be in the same situation as me. My guess is that we had the same goal. To find it.
I regain enough composure to ask the girl:
"Did the Moon Goddess say anything?"
"Not really." She answers. " After he left, realizing th
