Mikhailis stared at the two talismans, his eyes widening in disbelief. They were cold to the touch but vibrated faintly with energy, like tiny heartbeats in his hands. He turned them over, their strange symbols carved into the surface shimmering with a faint blue glow. They almost seemed to hum with life. It was eerie.
"What the hell is this, Rodion?" Mikhailis muttered, lifting them slightly. The talismans were small enough to fit in his palms, yet he felt something profound stirring within them.
Mikhailis waited, tapping one of the talismans with his index finger. As he did, the two of them began to float, slipping from his palms and hovering before him. His eyes widened, and a giddy laugh escaped his lips.
