"Stay here. I'll take a piece of its horn, then return here," Kyran said.
He did not wait for Anette's reply and already turned, about to leave. However, Anette reached for his arm to stop him at once.
"Wait!" She said with a slight frown. "Are you sure the Quilin's horn is the rare stone?"
Anette's doubt was not without reason. Kyran had shown her the image of the rare stone while they were in the tunnel. But she did not see its resemblance to a Quilin's horn. It had been years since she last saw a Quilin. While the one she saw was small compared to the one here in the ruins, both had horns, so she was pretty familiar with it. Comparing the color and texture of the horn to the rare stone, they were very different. The rare stone had a gradient color from red to violet, with a smooth texture, while the color of the Quilin's horn was either red, dark red or black with a rough surface.
