It was supposed to be just another fragment—a piece of the puzzle I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to solve.
But as I handed it over to Agnos in Lord Mictlan's imposing hall, something felt different. The air was heavier, charged with a strange energy.
Agnos took it with his usual flourish, smirking like he knew a secret I'd never be privy to.
I watched as he casually popped the fragment into his mouth, his sharp teeth gleaming.
I'd grown used to this bizarre ritual, but this time, when he swallowed, his eyes lit up with a vivid, electric glow. The kind of glow that screamed, Important Plot Point Ahead.
"Whoa!" I blurted, stepping back instinctively. "What's with the light show? Is it because of these weird markings?"
Agnos turned to me, his grin widening. "Why, Carl, I didn't know you cared about my health."
"That's not an answer!"
"And that," he said, tapping his temple, "is not the right question."
