"Master… is this thing really edible?"
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The Liege's Residence of Moldavia, the world of Mycroft.
A silver-haired girl was holding a small silver ball with curious designs between two fingers and studying it suspiciously beneath the light. After some time, she carefully asked the huge man before her, "Doesn't this thing… looks like bad news?"
The silver-haired girl's prudence was not unjustified—the silver ball was thumb-sized, making it considerably difficult to be stuffed into the mouth. What was more, it was metallic, inscribed with extremely complex runic circles, while also emanating a dominant lifeforce signature—it was threatening however one looked at it, and full of destructive force.
With what the silver-haired girl knew about her master's usual habits and the great devastation force contained in the small ball, she did not doubt that it would explode at once if she threw it away with the force to blast off a small hill.
