Seraphina nodded. "Now, about that symbol..."
Cratos sighed and gave us a weary smile. "Alright, I'll take care of it right this moment. Let's see what we're dealing with." He took the parchment with the symbol from my hands and scrutinized it under the flickering candlelight. His eyes narrowed, and he stroked his chin thoughtfully. "This is definitely an ancient language, but it's not one I can decipher on the spot. I'll need some time to study it."
"How long do you think it'll take?" I asked, trying to keep the urgency out of my voice.
Cratos looked up, his expression apologetic. "Give me until tomorrow. Come back in the morning, and I'll have more information for you."
I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and impatience. "Alright. Thank you, Cratos."
