Trunk, Sword and Elixir

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Below the weathered floorboards you uncover a filigree trunk. Bolts decorating the front draw your eye to the hallowed padlock they encompass. Winged handles fixed to the body add mystique to the object. A nearby elixir draws you in, with sounds of distant whispers rattling beneath the surface. Your eyes observe its shape, examining the edges that form a demonic claw at its peak, grasping an ethereal orbed cork. Wrapping the bottle, clouded glass taints the gold filigree detailing denoting purity, demonstrating the struggle to contain the evils within. You tug on the orb, removing the cork and tasting the liquid within. Visions flash before you unlocking distant memories of foreign ritual, all linked to the same blade. Wings surrounding the sacred sword pierce the skin of foes, driving them into the spirit realm. A bevel across the blade adds a detailed feather to the wings. At its centre, an obscure, unearthly jewel leads you to question how you have recognised this alien weapon.