A burst of urgent hoofbeats rang out.
Just as Duncan was preparing to arrange for the troops to board the ships, Severus suddenly hurried over and said anxiously, "Come with me."
What happened?
Duncan stopped, gestured to Clegane beside him, then mounted his horse and followed Severus ahead.
Severus led him straight toward the Avalon Sacrificial Stone. More than a dozen hooded Druids had already gathered there, murmuring chants. Pools filled with clear spring water stood on either side, seemingly sustaining some special ritual spell.
Mist gradually rose.
The moment Duncan entered the Avalon Sacrificial Stone, he immediately felt as though he had stepped into another space. Amid the swirling mist came the sound of clear running water.
--Thetis (Lady of the Lake) (Fairy) (Elf) (Three-Star Golden).
Unlike their previous meeting, the Lady of the Lake appeared this time directly as a Three-Star Golden unit. Her form coalesced within the mist as she handed Duncan an unusual longsword. The sword was roughly 1.2 meters long, with a golden crossguard, a gem-studded hilt, and a sharp blade that gleamed with a cold light.
Holding the divine weapon in both hands, Thetis presented it to Duncan and said solemnly, "It has not yet been fully forged."
"The power of the scabbard is merely attached to the blade."
"This battle is fraught with danger. Take it with you for now, and return it to Avalon in the future."
Duncan slowly reached out and took the divine weapon before him. In a low voice, he asked, "What is it called?"
The Guardian Fairy said slowly, "Sword of Promised Victory!"
Beside the Holy Sword was an ordinary metal scabbard, its surface adorned with exquisite patterns crafted by Elves and inlaid with gold and jewels. Yet it was not the true scabbard, merely a temporary vessel