The Sanguine and Blackbeard's Cutlass
“Fine,” you answer. “I’ve lost too many friends already. If you really feel that way, go ahead and take it.”
Smiling she grabs the blade from your hand. Her eyes roll back in her head as she experiences the same rush of power.
“This is something else,” she comments. “But it won’t compare to the gift of Xolotl. Come on, let’s go.”
Victoria leads you back out of the temple with the cutlass pointed at your back. You exit the temple and arrive at the circle Xolotl appeared at earlier.
“Xolotl! I have the artifact!” Victoria shouts into the air.
In another lightning strike, Xolotl appears at the circle. His canines point menacingly from his lips.
“It’s about time,” he growls. “Place the blade on the dial.”
Victoria does as he says. Xolotl raises his arms up to the air drawing upon supernatural power. Dark storm clouds begin to circle above you in the air. The bright sunlight turns dark as if night had suddenly come. A blinding light fires from the sky directly to the dial’s center. A pillar of flame fires from the clouds followed by several lightning strikes. Pain pierces your chest as the cutlass begins to crack from the elemental burst. The cutlass begins to emit a low light from within that increasingly grows larger. As the cutlass’ light grows to crescendo, you feel the energy drawing you in. You feel your life force drawn into the cutlass just before it’s shattered into countless pieces. Your time of guarding the cutlass was brief. As the blade is destroyed, so is your soul. You’ll never know if Xolotl’s power bestowed upon Victoria was worth it.
Smiling she grabs the blade from your hand. Her eyes roll back in her head as she experiences the same rush of power.
“This is something else,” she comments. “But it won’t compare to the gift of Xolotl. Come on, let’s go.”
Victoria leads you back out of the temple with the cutlass pointed at your back. You exit the temple and arrive at the circle Xolotl appeared at earlier.
“Xolotl! I have the artifact!” Victoria shouts into the air.
In another lightning strike, Xolotl appears at the circle. His canines point menacingly from his lips.
“It’s about time,” he growls. “Place the blade on the dial.”
Victoria does as he says. Xolotl raises his arms up to the air drawing upon supernatural power. Dark storm clouds begin to circle above you in the air. The bright sunlight turns dark as if night had suddenly come. A blinding light fires from the sky directly to the dial’s center. A pillar of flame fires from the clouds followed by several lightning strikes. Pain pierces your chest as the cutlass begins to crack from the elemental burst. The cutlass begins to emit a low light from within that increasingly grows larger. As the cutlass’ light grows to crescendo, you feel the energy drawing you in. You feel your life force drawn into the cutlass just before it’s shattered into countless pieces. Your time of guarding the cutlass was brief. As the blade is destroyed, so is your soul. You’ll never know if Xolotl’s power bestowed upon Victoria was worth it.
