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The last words were said with Daneel's head raised, and hence, he could see the last of the mists clearing in the Emperor's eyes.

He truly felt proud, at that moment, for this idea which might or might not have worked.

This was the man who had sacrificed himself for them to be free, and he definitely did not deserve the fate he had been subjected to.

The Emperor looked around a bit, as Daneel's words echoed in the chamber.

Finally…he put forward his hand, and as soon as it grasped the hilt, the sound of glass breaking could be heard.

One by one, the formations that had been placed on this Artifact over generations were broken, because, for these objects, legends stated that they possessed a consciousness, at least a primitive one, which would always be able to recognize its master.

The sword, itself, was a marvel to look at. The Emperor's fondness for Dragons had always been known, despite the fact that he had the record of slaying the most.