Phyllis' red lips parted slightly, her eyes dancing with light, her pupils reflecting only the image of Owen, the dragon.
"Has the Heart of the Ocean really fallen into Owen's hands?"
As a genius of the merfolk, rivalling Stanbeck, she naturally had a deeper understanding of the Heart of the Ocean.
Known as the most powerful supporting semi-divine artifact, the Heart of the Ocean even had some abilities that could rival those of divine artifacts.
For instance, it could regenerate severed limbs, increase spellcasting speed, and ensure a ceaseless flow of arcanergy within the body.
Normally, it might take a day for someone to recover their arcanergy, but under the Heart of the Ocean's aid, it would only take a few breaths.
The marvels of the Heart of the Ocean were too numerous to fully describe.
Each divine artifact was unique in its function, impossible to fully comprehend in such a brief span of time.
