The miscellaneous noises immediately settled and the faces assembled displayed anticipation.
"I guess you all know why you all are summoned."
Raimund's voice expressed discomfort. "Yes, I have personally confirmed that the old man saint had perished. His Lantern of Life had been shattered to smithereens."
A bone-chilling astonishment swept across the room.
Lantern of Life shattered!? That's absurd!!
The civilians may not know, but every person of the highest echelon is precious. Their lives are worth more than gold or diamond.
Thus, a mysterious saint once developed an artefact called Lantern of Life.
By embedding a sliver of one's soul into the lantern, the device begins to illuminate. This acts as a beacon to evaluate the magical and physical fitness of the person.
Lantern of Life is also a two-way tunnel. Any damage done to the soul inside the lantern is reflected on the original, whole soul.
