After regaining his composure, Shepard eyed the thick bone. Greed flickered in his eyes for a moment before he coughed. "I'm interested in this material. Want to trade it?" He asked, imagining how sturdy the staff he would create using it would be.
However, Julius shook his head. "I can't decide. Ask big bro after he wakes up," he responded, shrugging his shoulders and reviewing the events in his mind. He understood the sigil was more than a mere medal, but what consequences would its destruction have? Unfortunately, without more knowledge of the emperor's and magus' dynamics, he failed to draw any conclusion. His mind wandered for a moment until Shepard's voice awakened him from his contemplation.
