Where did that come from?

After you hear this you suddenly have a burning question. "Wait, where did I get that sword, and the skills? I should just have a notepad, pencil, and camera," you state. "Truth is," Jessie replies, "Weird things have been going on. Something tells me that the witch isn't the worst thing that lurks here..." "Well, if there is, I'm sure glad that it gave me this sword." Just then, your sword gets ripped from your hand and starts to attack. All the while you hear maniacal laughter. What do you do?

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