"Bring me an Aesthor Stone."
Erza's calm command echoed throughout the interrogation room.
Sunday immediately responded.
"Yes, Your Highness. Retrieving an Aesthor Stone now."
A metallic arm extended silently from the ceiling before disappearing into one of the secured storage compartments. A few moments later, it returned carrying a small crystal resting carefully upon its mechanical palm. The arm stopped before Erza and respectfully presented the stone.
Erza reached forward and picked it up.
The crystal measured barely three inches across, small enough to fit comfortably inside her palm, yet the moment she held it, she immediately sensed the incredible concentration of aura compressed within it. Even without activating her senses, she could feel thousands of strands of corrupted energy sealed inside the crystal.
"So..."
Erza quietly whispered while studying it from every angle.
"This is his aura..."
