Suddenly, Damian's eyes snapped back into focus. "Wait, I remember something," he exclaimed.
Maya and I leaned in, our hearts racing. "What is it?" I asked.
Damian's face was intense. "The symbol we found earlier, I saw it again. But this time, I recognized it."
Maya's eyes widened. "What does it mean?"
Damian took a deep breath. "It's a marker, a sign of protection. But not just any protection... it's a protection against the Shadowhand Clan."
I felt a shiver run down my spine. "What does that mean?"
Damian's voice was low and serious. "It means we're in this deeper than we thought. The Shadowhand Clan is real, and they're connected to the dark secret."
Maya's eyes sparkled with determination. "Then we need to keep digging. We can't let them get away with whatever they're planning."
I nodded in agreement. "But we need to be careful. We don't know what we're up against."
