"Linus? What are you doing here?" Kaizen asked, still half surprised.
"Kaizen! Good to see you, my friend!" Linus replied, smiling, the flames of the fire the Psyker held in his left hand reflecting off his dark glasses. "Meeting you in this dark, distant cave is quite a coincidence, isn't it?"
At that moment, Kaizen figured out everything that was going on because of Linus' ironic tone.
"You gave Alina false information, didn't you?" asked Kaizen, his eyelids drooping like those of a dead fish as he lowered his sword.
"False information? Of course not. The Sword of Ignis is indeed here." Linus replied, taking a step aside.
Behind him was an almost oval rock and on that rock was a sword, only this sword was not burning as Kaizen had imagined, on the contrary, it looked rusty, old and forgotten for hundreds of years. This was not the sword Kaizen was looking for.
"What have you been doing?"