The room has turned quiet in which only the faint breathing of people, crackle of lit candles, and the tapping of claws against wood are magnified.
It felt as if the whole world had lowered its volume in order to listen in to the voice of the scholarly young man.
"The rituals indicated by this book are mostly blurred out. Other than the symbol drawn out on the page, the only other thing that indicates the nature of this symbol is from the dagger itself."
The weapon seemed to be part of this strange ritual as well. Information in the book records that on the day of the ceremony, this dagger must be used on the target of this ritual.
"No, wait, there's something else…"
Chen Rao took a few minutes to read while squinting his eyes with difficulty.
"This symbol in the book is some kind of… cage..? A… trap of some kind?…I can't see… I give up." The scholarly man raised his eyes up towards the ceiling with blinks of helplessness to ease the ache of dry irises.
