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A strange power is coursing through your body. Instinctively you raise the blade above your head and a shaft of sunlight suddenly catches the edge of the sword and floods the King’s chamber with a blinding white glow.
But almost immediately the light starts to fade and you are aware of Lord Axim’s hand upon your shoulder. ‘Come, Lone Wolf. There is much to prepare for your return to Sommerlund.’
You sheathe the Sommerswerd in its jewelled scabbard and follow Lord Axim as he turns and leaves the King’s chamber.
