Velin walked over to Elias, holding the strangely shaped dagger.
"Do you recognize this?"
Elias had just finished tending to an injured Knight's wound. He looked up, and when he saw the dagger in Velin's hand, he froze.
It was clearly fear.
He subconsciously took half a step back, bumping into the cave wall behind him.
"'The Purifier's Kiss'..." Elias breathed the name, his lips trembling slightly. "The Church's... Witch Hunters."
Leg and a few of the Namiya Warriors nearby heard the words, their faces blank with confusion.
But the color drained from the faces of Gideon and his Knights in an instant.
As members of the Duchy's aristocracy, they knew far better than the islanders what "the Church" and "Witch Hunters" signified.
