"Stick with Muroe," Barkeley said with a laugh. "He spends more time down there than I do so he's probably long since figured out a way around most of its traps."<br/><br/>"Can we see what your grandfather left you before we go down there?" Muroe asked. "I'm genuinely curious what has got so many people chasing after you."<br/><br/>"Fine," Barkeley said, laying it on the table and slowly unwrapping it to reveal a long sword which glowed with a strange green light which revealed writing all the way down its blade and gemstones embedded in its handle. "I don't know what my grandfather wanted me to do with this, I'm hoping the answer is in that library somewhere."<br/><br/>"Is it just me," Muroe said as he studied the blade, "or does that look a lot like the swords the two statues guarding the bridge are carrying. And not just because its a sword too."