“Hahaha!” Sean guffawed. “Oh really? I’m curious about what you’re gonna do to rain on my parade!”
“Alright, gentlemen. We are left with one last item that I’ve spent almost all my fortune on it. This talisman is truly exceptional. I’m wondering who will be able to activate the arcane array of this talisman? Are there any honorable mage who would like to try their hands on this task?”
Galen opened up the last box while cajoling the experts to unleash the power of the item. It was a Disc of Eight Trigrams made of redwood, covered in scratches and a thick layer of dust due to its extended period of storage.
All eyes were on that disc, but none saw what set it apart from the others. It looked like an unwanted wooden slab. It would be wholly ignored if someone were to throw it onto the streets.
The mages examined the disc thoroughly, but still, they didn’t find anything unique about it. Mr. Holt frowned and shook his head after inspecting it.
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