'No…'
Jasmine's eyes widened as Lyra's fingers slowly curled around the small black cube attached to Kavin's sternum.
The moment she recognized what Lyra intended to do, her heart nearly stopped.
That cube wasn't an ordinary artifact. It was a priceless treasure crafted by the master artificers of the Hayes Clan, an object so sophisticated that it could deceive the senses of even an Infinite Core spell caster.
Julius had once tested it thoroughly, even seeking his father's help to ensure its perfection before coming here.
It flawlessly concealed a person's appearance, aura, and even subtle traces of their identity. Yet despite its incredible capabilities, Jasmine knew it possessed one unavoidable flaw.
The artifact was built upon countless microscopic spell formulas compressed into an impossibly small space.
Every inch of the cube was already occupied by intricate enchantments, leaving no room to incorporate a security mechanism.
