The Soul Space reduced to a single blue flame in Percival's hand and the physical world took over.
Percival was back in the tomb.
Ding!
⸢New Contract Quest Initiated: Reunite Theumir Steelcane with his family⸥.
Percival dismissed the glowing text, then lifted his head to a surprising sight spread out in front of him.
The entire population of Deathlehem had gathered at the base of the cliff. It wasn't just the twenty men from before; it was everyone. Men, women, and even children stood shoulder-to-shoulder in the dirt.
This time however, they were not armed with rusty pitchforks and crude logging axes. This time, their hands held the weapons that Theumir built.
Gleaming broadswords with thunder runes, perfectly balanced halberds, great axes that controlled the earth, and heavy, pristine kite shields amongst many others.
The Artificer's masterpieces, the ransom of a kidnapped family.
