Iwan took wide steps and reached for the last box on the platinum block.
Barbero finally breathed a sigh of relief. He may have defected to Iwan, but stealing from a place he once called home was too much even for him.
"I don't even know if I am strong enough to break this glass."
Barbero glanced at the shield's glass box and wondered for a moment before shaking his head like a dunce.
"Wrong is wrong."
Barbero mumbled before walking towards the last box where Iwan was standing at.
Iwan was rubbing his chin as, in his sight, was a white domino mask. The area between the eyes of the mask was a little raised like a small beak.
This domino mask was the only treasure in the Platinum Sector without a name.
Instead of a name, there was a minor title floating above it.
( Antique of The Ice Raven )
"It's an antique of the Ice Raven. Not the sect but the person. Is it the Ice Raven that Barbero had told me about? But why a mask?"
