The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'
The morning of the next day Uriel woke up to the annoying sound of Miss Dragonfang banging at his door and he barely had enough time to put his shirt on before she barged in fumbling something unintelligible about the governor. Her voice sounded urgent, but Uriel took his time getting ready.
"Enough yapping, I got it." Uriel yawned as he knocked on Luna's and Medusa's rooms since not even that commotion would leak inside due to the professionally soundproofed alloy doors.
"Already?" Luna grumbled as she exited her room wearing her pajamas and holding a nasty looking doll Nika forced Uriel to buy for her.