"If the Mysterious Stick is any indication, I have no doubt about it," I smirked. It didn’t last long as I turned my attention to the altar again. The last time I was here, I forged the sword that was on my back. Even then was daunting as I saw countless Fey look upon me, judging me. It wasn’t lost on me that I would meet my sire once again; a moment that I was both looking forward to and dreading at the same time. They were the ones who created the words and I knew my lovely girlfriend was going to go on a rampage once she met them. 