"Haah…" After Valyr had disrupted the connection allowing him and Mystia to talk with one another, the latter stared at the orb she was holding for a bit before letting out a long sigh, the thought she had placed to the side earlier gradually returning to the surface.
"Was there anything wrong with our deciphering process?" Muttering these words to herself, Mystia placed the orb on a nearby pedestal before getting up from the chair, deciding to roam the streets for a bit as she allowed the gears in her mind to turn. "We employed the help of over 100 experts in decryption for the past few decades or so, some of which even have subclasses related to deciphering ancient languages themselves."
"Surely, such a prophecy with that many people checking it would most likely be certain, yet it isn't." Faintly scratching the back of her head as she wondered which part of their decryption process might be flawed, the woman continued to mull over it.
