"This place looks strange; the architecture is unlike anything I've ever seen or heard of," Thalira Luna murmured, narrowing her eyes as she stood on the sand before a massive tower, crumbled and slightly leaning.
More than 1 hour had passed since they reached the islet. Thanks to the Practitioners on their side, whose builds favored investigation, they had tracked down this peculiar place and came precisely because it seemed unusual. Yet apart from the towering ruin before them, the ground lay barren and the surroundings empty: nothing but dry soil and silence.
"Could it be the core of the Sanctuary the Revered Wanderer Merchant mentioned?" One of her aides asked, studying the masonry's geometry, his silver pupils gleaming, a clear sign he was invoking a skill, as he searched for meaning in every seam.
"I don't think so. He said we would recognize it instantly once we found it, and I see no obvious sign this is the core," another answered.
