Prophecy Came True!
Louis, Dalton, and Bazel had sorely underestimated the mystical prowess encapsulated within Grandpa Lance's sword scrolls. They had naively anticipated the release of merely a dozen blades, perhaps a few more, from each scroll. Yet, to their astonishment and horror, the scrolls' activation summoned twin golden suns that blazed fiercely in the sky, a spectacle beyond their wildest imaginations.
The ancient lich, Brandon, had surely not foreseen such a formidable display either. Had he known of the celestial phenomena that would accompany the scrolls' breaking, he most certainly would have refrained from allowing Louis the opportunity to deploy them. Indeed, his survival instincts would have deterred him from engaging in combat with the trio altogether, for liches, ever wary of their mortality, covet eternal unlife above all.
It was a grave miscalculation that led to Brandon's untimely demise.