Amber smiled at what standing before her. It’s the infamous Enchanted Sword, where legend lies that whoever able to draw out that sword will be it’s master and therefore grant permission to use the sword up to its potential.

She looked at the sword closely. It’s a long sword with gold handle. The edge was black and shiny reflecting the little light in that cave she was in right now.

‘It’s truly according to the legend, I can feel its power radiating here and I haven’t even touched it yet.’ Amber smirked as she enclosed his palm slowly around the handle.

Here it goes… she thought….

And she pulled it out easily out of the stone holding it beneath….

‘Wow this is easier that I expected,’  she said disappointedly u,u

Before she knows it, the group shakes beneath her. The wind is swirling and its enclosing its self increasing its intensity.

‘What the heck is that!’ she exclaimed as she feel the sword slip away from her graps. She couldn’t reach for it n she cant see anything either from the sand swirling around him due to the wind.

Just as how quickly it started, it stopped. Amber opened her eyes and before her were some sort of black smoked from what she sees is shape shifting from the sword. Its reforming itself before landing on the ground, taking its real form..

How…

Incredibly….

LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!

She thought that to herself as she watch the black smoked has finished its reformation and landing on the ground in the shape of a

Cat.

=,=!!!!!!!!