Michaela's brow furrowed in contemplation. "So, you're saying the entire maze has been enchanted with powerful magic?" she inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity. "The whole maze, you say?"
"Yes," Lucius confirmed simply.
Michaela frowned. She had seen the estimate size of the maze. She immediately thought about the vastness of the enchantment.
A surge of intrigue coursed through Michaela's veins. The notion of a sorcerer capable of enchanting an entire maze to conceal a relic vein left her in awe. She pondered the identity of the sorcerer responsible, her mind racing to recall any knowledge or legends that might shed light on this mystery.
As her thoughts spiraled, a name flickered in her memory—Evelynn Rosetta. Her very own master, Evelynn, was an avid scholar of ancient sorcery. She had immersed herself in books detailing the exploits of powerful sorcerers.
