Jared saw the plants swaying in the painting while the shepherdess pranced happily across the slope.
The painting emanated the aura that Jared had sensed earlier on. It turned out that he had been feeling a pull toward this painting all along.
“D*mn it! We wasted this much effort just for an old painting?” Colin grumbled when he realized there was only a painting in the tomb.
Jared looked at him and asked, “Colin, do you see the shepherdess moving in the painting?”
“What? No...” Colin knitted his brows and asked, “Are you seeing things, Jared? How could the person in the painting move?”
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