The wall, capable of resisting sunshine, sandstorms, and time, turned into soft mud under Shard's hands.
He reached into the mud and quickly retrieved a roll of parchment. Because it was completely sealed within the wall, isolated from air, the parchment was well-preserved. Although the ink faded slightly upon contact with the air, the content inside was still discernible.
Shard still chose to transform it into a toy, as for his hands stained with dirty mud... water was precious, so he rubbed them against the wall a few times and bent down to bury them in sand to wash them off, which made his hands clean.
Under the sunlight, his light brown skin displayed the beauty and health of his body. Miss Mister continued leading the way ahead, and outside the ruins, under an overturned stone fountain, Shard found another buried box.
