Liam walked into his bedroom at once, and when he was about to move to the bed, a thought crept into his mind, he slowly walked up to the cabinet close to his bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out the golden dagger which belonged to Circe. Sitting on the bed, and carefully holding onto it with his right hand, he looked at it for a while, observing the unique carvings on it, and the fact that he had never seen a knife as sharp as it, not even the ones used in the restaurant where he worked as a waiter. âWhat is so special about you?â He whispered to the dagger as though it could hear him, looking at the sharp edge, and wondering the kind of steel used in making it. âBrina mentioned that it was forged by the dwarves and one of the greatest weapons of all time. This is so handy to be a great weapon.â Liam pushed his index finger on the sharp tip of the dagger, and ur stung him at once, causing him to grunt at once while he looked at the spot on his finger where the tip of the dagg
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