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Chapter 22

"This was supposed to be my mom's favorite vase," I said throwing the golden sword on Magnus's table, and he raised his eyebrow in question. as he was submerged in paperwork

I was too furious to care, after the incident at my house. my first thought was to go to Magnus and get some damn answers.

"that's quite a transformation?" he said in a sarcastic tone but sobered up with my hateful glare

"don't Magnus. just tell me what the hell just happened? am I supposed to do all that?" I asked as I was hit by the feeling of loss, thinking about polo brought some tears to my eyes.

he sighed and picked the sword up to examine it and then his expression turned to awe than he looked at me "do you know what this is?" he asked and I shook my head negative "this is a sacred sword of the Defenders. it only appears when someone is in grave danger"

"what do you mean by Defenders?" I asked him as I bend towards the sword to see what he saw