Kayn: — Who are you? Don't you dare lie, or you'll know death from Darkin!

the man put the blade of a living weapon to your chest. And then it spoke

Raast: — I can smell the fear in his soul.. he can't stand the shadow.. too weak.. I told you, choose bigger opponents.. you have a weapon in your hands, not some trinket..!

the last words of the weapon uttered reproachfully. The voice was loud and frightening like an echo

Kayn: —Shut up.. I'm the killer here, and you're just a tool!