The Hearthstone Grand Witch attempted to uncover the truth of the birth of the Thousand-Year Fire from the mural. Yet, as she gazed up at the mural on the dome, continuously rubbing her eyes, all she could make out was a blurred image.
She thought she had seen it, had understood the mural before.
But as she thought about it carefully, wanting to recount the tale depicted by the mural out loud, she found, astonishingly, that she knew nothing!
The Old Witch rubbed her eyes vigorously, a tear squeezed from the corner of her eye.
That tear solidified into a red beetle within three seconds.
The red beetle immediately spread its wings, fluttering unsteadily in mid-air.
The Hearthstone Grand Witch jerked back in surprise and fear. "There is a complicated password-type protective spell on that mural."
"Not only will it force anyone who doesn't meet the criteria to forget everything they saw after looking at the mural, but it will also trigger a mechanism."
