Chapter 39: I've Looked For That Sword For Years

Azrael's eyes widened slightly. "My blood?"

Quinn's voice turned serious. "A drop of your blood will form a contract between us. I will become your weapon, and in return, you will wield my power. But beware… once the bond is made, there is no turning back."

Azrael stared at the sword, his heart pounding. Could he really trust Quinn? Could he take that risk? But deep inside, he already knew his answer. He had come this far. There was no backing down now.

Taking a deep breath, he drew a small cut on his palm with the sword's dull edge. A single drop of blood trickled down and landed on the blade.

The moment it made contact, a powerful force erupted from the sword.

BOOM!

A deafening bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking Azrael with incredible force. The impact was so powerful that it collapsed the entire building behind him. The world around him went black.