"What…?"
The words slipped from Lia unconsciously, her eyes widening in disbelief as they fixed on the object that had appeared in Lucian's hand out of nowhere, as if it had flickered into existence from nothingness.
He hadn't taken it out of his pocket—or out of anywhere.
She had clearly seen it with her own eyes.
His bandaged palm—with slightly rough fingers, scarred—was empty the moment he'd raised his hand.
And yet, in the very next second—
The dark, marble-like object, an F-ranked monster core, appeared.
Her gaze didn't move, fixed on his hand as if trying to confirm what she was seeing wasn't an illusion, even rubbing her eyes twice.
Seraphina's eyes glinted with a quiet sharpness as she leaned forward, her expression suddenly curious, her eyes narrowing faintly as she observed, trying to understand what had happened and how it happened.
