My father's words hung heavily in the air. "We need to find the Serpent's Bane before the entity fully awakens." The gravity of our situation settled over me like a physical weight.
"A blade forged from a fallen star," I murmured, running my fingers along the empty sheath. "Where would we even begin to look?"
Father carefully picked up the journal again, flipping through its aged pages. "Perhaps Edrik left more clues. He was meticulous enough to hide these relics and document their purpose. Surely he wouldn't have let knowledge of the blade's location die with him."
The door to the crypt creaked open, and Isabella appeared, holding a lantern. Her eyes widened at the sight of the silver regalia spread before us.
"I was worried when neither of you returned," she said, stepping carefully into the chamber. "What have you found?"
