Tomb of the Blooming Blade (Final)
"I already thought of that," Luna added just for the record as we all watched the rocks around us shift.
The ruins no longer became a scattered bunch of rocks but a full-on well that seemingly led into the abyss.
It was such a grand sight that everybody couldn't help but gawk at the image for a few seconds before following Orme to the very edge of it.
"Are we supposed to jump down it?" Luna asked but was quickly shut up by vibration, like a large bell being rung, tearing through the air.
It felt as if it was about to rip my chest open, but I resisted until Orme closed his eyes and tightened his fists.
The swords that were stored within the various corpses had come out of their rings, and all twenty-two of them began to swirl around the well, almost like an ancient ritual that sacrificed not only the blood that spurted from his mouth but the magical metal which melted down from the speed it was swirling at.