"What do you mean we can't take the shard?"
The three researchers almost jumped in front of Zein, eyes widened in horror. It was as if their research fund had been canceled out of the blue. Bassena had to pull Zein back before he got pounced. He had seen enough of Han Shin throwing tantrums in Guildmaster's room.
"Just like I said," Zein shrugged and casually explained like he didn't just shatter people's hope and dreams. "The shard had already taken root for a long time. If I had to take a guess, this is the place where the fragment fell originally, and the other shards scattered from here."
"Wha..." Han Shin looked at him with glassy eyes. "Like an anchor?"
"Like a core," Zein looked at the shard floating there. He had never thought there would be a day he would explain something to other people, being the ignorant and less knowledgeable about things as he was. "If you want to form a fragment, you have to bring other shards here."
"And we can't take that away?"
