'So Enchanting.' This was the first thought that came into Christopher's mind. The amulet quickly captured his attention.
The amulet the woman held was the same that used to hang on Keelan's clothes. It was not an object to be missed for its striking orange, red, brown, and bronze-like color combination. It looked like various small stones molded together.
However, following the words that came out of the woman's mouth, a yellow-orange light ran in between every small stone.
The words that the woman expressed next seem to echo through his head.
"Aslaf Muktra ، 'adeukum, kawnukum sayid hadhih altamimati (Ancestors of Muktra, I call on you, being the holder of this amulet).
His vision started to look hazy, and Christopher could not help but admit the amulet's power was a strong one.
Out of nowhere, his thoughts were disrupted by a familiar voice.
