Thalia's eyes glimmered with curiosity as she waited for Epsilon's response.
Elsewhere
Lucifer, who was sitting in his dimly lit office, a heavy oak desk laden with ancient tomes and mystical artifacts. A scrying orb on his desk shimmered with images of Epsilon's interactions in the village. He had been monitoring her closely ever since her arrival in the Arcanum World, keenly aware of the potential disruption she could bring.
Lucifer leaned back in his chair, contemplating the implications of Epsilon's presence. He knew she wasn't from their world, and her advanced technology was unlike anything the inhabitants of Arcanum had ever seen. The balance of their world was delicate, and any significant disruption could have far-reaching consequences.
