"What is this!?" Farina lifted her skirt with one hand, standing on that dark pyramid. The pale light reflected the fine hairs on her youthful face as she suddenly asked.
Beside her hand was a staff, a black metallic staff, approximately the thickness of an arm, inserted in the massive crystal opposite the base below, with a transparent crystal orb affixed atop it.
Brand was certain that this thing absolutely did not exist there before. He patted Qian's hand; the girl's question was something he and Otarais had already guessed almost accurately. As long as Dragon Blood itself was not inherently harmful, it could temporarily be set aside. The threat of the dragon clan girl Anoz was still relatively faint for now.
