"What took you so long?" Between Morok's upset expression and Ryla's earlier effusions, Friya was worried about what might have happened while they were alone.
"We'll talk about it later." The Tyrant gave her the secret gesture that signaled to don't ask questions. "Now follow me. It's easier to show than to tell."
Ryla had to keep her hand on the wall so that the Gate would stay open, letting pass one person at a time. She brought Faluel, Friya, Syrah, and her court.
The Hydra took a good look at the laboratories and checked several pages from various times while everyone else gave up after a first glance.
"I don't even know how to turn this thing on." Friya pointed at the Forgemastering circle.
"Me neither." Faluel said while flipping the pages of a recently written tome. "But I'm confident that I can decipher the code. It's always the same and since runes cannot be altered, I can already tell what book is about what.
