"So, you're saying..."
In a relatively secluded corner of the abandoned mine's black market, far from the clamor of the main stalls.
Flickering Magic Lamps cast distorted, swaying shadows on the coarse rock walls.
Roland leaned against a rough-hewn mine shaft support, one hand stroking his smooth chin. His other hand unconsciously flipped and tossed the Secret Imprisonment Dice between his fingers. With a slight frown, his gaze fell on the young Mage leaning against the cold stone wall opposite him.
"You just... happened to find this thing in the wild?"
"That's right, Mr. Rudolph."
Ellis Lorin nodded, his movements a bit stiff.
His gray-blue eyes avoided Roland's gaze, landing on a stain on the mine floor as he explained in a dry voice.
"About half a month ago, I was passing through the eastern edge of the Withered Forest. It's not far from Lin Ye Town, near the entrance to the Wind-Eroded Canyon."
