OF GODS AND MEN Chapter 27: Duty Done Cecily silently summoned the sword’s power. She felt it well up in the pit of her stomach, exploding upward as it coursed through her. “I am yours,” she heard it whisper. That should have surprised her. The power had never communicated with her before, let alone through her own speech. She only needed to feel what she wanted it to do, and the power obeyed. Yet now it was speaking; pledging itself to her. There was no doubt in her mind that it was speaking the truth. It would always tell her the truth; for truth is what she desired. And now, she desired the truth of Malthus’s throne room. Cecily looked into the blinding radiance th...
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