Purple Flames
"What is our plan? Will we enter this room and kill everyone who tries to stop us or do you have another idea?" When Hazor said that, his voice didn't even shake.
"I don't know, that would be risky. We don't know how many people are in that place and how big it is, I don't want to make a slaughter just to get a cursed item." Luke replied.
"Boy, do you have any idea what a cursed item is? In the wrong hands, any one of the ten items is capable of unimaginable things."
The half-wolf's brows arched. When the Scale instructed him to search for the three cursed items he now had, she didn't warn him about such a power.
Then Hazor snorted and took his right hand from the scabbard of his sword. "I see you won't give in so easily. Do you trust me? There is a way we can get into this room without them attacking us."