On the opposite side of these "spoils of war" stood a unique wooden rack, displaying three weapons on top.
On the bottom lay a massive hammer; in the middle, a curved blade wrapped in a leather scabbard; and at the very top, a pitch-black spear gleaming with a cold sheen.
Fisher recognized that middle curved blade; it was the weapon Elliog had brought to Nali.
In other words, all three weapons were actually ones she had used.
And behind the display of the three weapons, a slender fire pillar, as thick as a rope, extended up from beneath the castle.
In the dark rear chamber of the castle, the faint glow emitted by the fire pillar was the only source of light, illuminating what Fisher had just seen.
Almost instantly, Fisher's eyes were drawn to the fire pillar. The closer he got, the more agitated he felt, like his blood was about to ignite, eager to find something to fight, even wanting to drag Emhardt out of his arms for a slap.
