| Torque's gaze settled on Griffinhart again. "You don't know? Deathscream is an ancient weapon, forged when man was in its barbarous stages by my ancestor, White Tarantula. It was made from a steel and darkstone alloy, then cursed so that only one of the Dragonis line could wield it." He explained, fumbling the blade clumsily in his left hand, the only one that he had left. "Should anyone else take up the blade, their minds would shatter, driving them into insanity, causing them to tear at their own flesh until they bleed to death in most cases." He said grimly.
"This blade has been the heiriloom of my family for twenty-six generations. It must be bled of souls every 500 years." He said. "Otherwise the blade will cause an explosion that will kill the wielder and level the land around him for a good half a mile."
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