Instead of falling, Razor floated on the mists instead. In disbelief, the unlucky adventurer stepped in. It was true, he did not fall. Royce, relieved, ran across the thick black mists. "What a creative obstacle!" Bennett said. "I guess this tests one's bravery to do something, thanks for taking the first step Razor!" The green-eyed boy thanked the wolf.

As they walked under the mists, they heard a cry coming from the other end. It was Royce, once again who seemed to be unable to move, the next thing he knew, the tile he was standing at disappeared and so did the blue-eyed adventurer. The tile spawned back.

Frustrated, Bennett ran to the place where Royce disappeared. His partner, who knew something bad is going to happen, chased after him but he was too quick. When the green-eyed adventurer arrived at the tile, he tried to move but he could not budge. Why can't I move? He thought to himself. The tile once again disappeared as Bennett fell, his scream echoing. Razor, stunned by what he just saw had no choice but to join his partner. Standing on the same tile that spawned once again, what happened to the unlucky adventurer happened to the wolf-falling from the disappearing tile.

Falling for a long time, the white-haired boy manage to turn around face front but instantly regretted that. From a distance, he could see that he will fall on a rough surface. Oh no...am I going to get severely hurt again? Even worse, will I die? The adventurer did not have time to turn back back-facing the rough surface to get lesser injuries.

As he was about to face the rough surface, Bennett felt a strong force that repelled him from the rough surface for a moment, then landed safely without injuries. Razor, on the other hand, used his paws to repel him from the rough surface on his own and checked if his partner is okay. What was the force that saved me? He looked around, his vision blurry. As his vision became clearer to him, he saw the legendary sword with bright blue mists swirling around it. "The legendary sword!" Royce cried as he ran to it but fell back due to a force preventing him from going towards the sword.

"No one dares to get the legendary sword without my permission, mortal," a soothing voice echoed around the area. "W-who are you?" The blue-eyed adventurer stuttered. "No need to know my identity. Now if you would answer my questions correctly, I may consider allowing the sword to be under one's control." The same voice from earlier said.

Self-assured, Royce said, "I will answer these questions honestly!" "Huh, sure you will," The mysterious voice said back. As mists formed around the adventurers, the mysterious goddess cast a truth spell on them-they will not be able to lie.

"Royce, is it?" The voice asked the brown-haired adventurer. "Y-yes," he replied. "Imagine your friends making fun of a person that has a disability, what would you do?" As Royce was about to lie and say he would tell them it is not right. "I would join them!" He said out loud. "Incorrect," the mysterious voice said as blue and white mists swirled around him. "Wait! No! That's not what I wanted to say I—" before Royce could finish the sentence, the mists engulfed him and he was nowhere to be seen. As the soothing voice questioned the same with Bennett, he replied honestly, "I would tell my friend to stop doing it and apologies to the disabled one as we should treat others the way you want to be treated."

"An old lady has spilled her bag of apples, you see the people around you not helping and being bystanders as the old lady was struggling to pick up the apples, what would you do?" Questioned the voice.

"I would help the lady pick up the apples,"

"You saw a stranger that is about to get attacked by monsters stronger than you, what would you do?"

"I would try to protect the stranger and ask them to leave the area as far as possible!"

There was silence as the green-eyed adventurer but his lower lip nervously. "The sword is yours," the soothing voice said. Bennett was flabbergasted. The sword shone brightly as what seemed to look like a teenage girl came out from it which is a ghost spirit with shades of blue. She has shoulder blade-length wavy hair with a gorgeous, royal outfit. Instead of a dress, she wore short pants and boots that reached her thighs.

As she reached out her hands in the boy's direction, the sword in front of his. Taking hold of the sword with both hands, Bennett found the weight of the sword slightly heavy, "Much thanks, unknown goddess! But may I ask, who are you?" The boy questioned. "I am the soul of this sword, Anastasia. I used to belong to a brave, generous warrior who took hold of this sword way up in the clouds where Celestia is. Unfortunately, he died protecting the island in the sky, since then, I didn't allow anyone to take hold of this sword," Anastasia said glumly. "But that was thousands of years ago, I decided that I should give others a chance. Since you answered the questions correctly, I allow you to take hold of this sword," She continued. "I appreciate it! But, I think the one who deserves this is Razor! Is it alright if I let him take control of this sword?"

The ghost widened her eyes in shock at what the green-eyed boy said. "Do you have any reason for that?" Questioned Anastasia. "Oh, sure I have!" Replied Bennett. "Actually, I was born with bad luck, and because of that, people blamed me for my bad luck and stayed away from me..." the white-haired adventurer scratch the back of his head. "But, Razor, on the other hand, stayed by my side no matter how horrific my bad luck can turn out and never seem to be bothered by it! Also, without his help, I wouldn't have probably made it till here!" He glanced at his partner who looked up at him and smiled softly. "Rest assured, he will take care of the sword, right Razor?" He said as the wolf nodded in reply.

"But it's a wolf, will it understand it?" Asked Anastasia. Bennett looked at the wolf again and nodded. As his partner turned into his wolf form, the teenage girl looked surprised. "I..am Razor, Bennett's best friend," He said. "Well, then I suppose I won't mind Razor taking over the sword," the spirit said.

The adventurer handed the sword to Razor, beaming at him. Looking at the sword curiously, he said thoughtfully, "I have a weapon for human form now...thank you, Bennett." "You're welcome, Razor. You deserve it! Well then, Anastasia, can you bring us back?" Said the adventurer. "Wait, Razor turn into wolf form first," interrupted the red-eyed wolf. Turning into his wolf form, the ghost spirit entered the legendary sword. Glowing, mists swirled around them as Razor picked up the sword with his fangs. As the mists engulfed the three of them, they exited the dimension, as the mists dispersed, they were found in Whispering Woods. As if a thousand pairs of eyes were staring at him, the adventurers saw the unlucky adventurer with his partner, holding the legendary sword in its mouth. Their mouths agape, one of them boomed, "The legendary sword?"

The adventurers crowded them, astonished, as a cacophony of audible questions can be heard. Trying to calm the crowd down, Bennett said, "A-ah, uh, I'll answer all your questions tomorrow Katheryne's desk, alright?" As he avoided the adventurers and ran away with Razor following him along in the blueish-purple sky.