"Hello, dearest brother... I have got some questions for you..."
Stepping forward, Zenith first slid the curtains back, allowing the bright sunlight to pierce through the dark room.
Seeing the entire room revealed, Sera and Elira's eyes went wide... What lay before them was an absolute wreck. Opened briefcases, snapped staffs, and many more artifacts were scattered everywhere.
A fancy royal chalice was shattered right in the middle of the room, the glass catching the sunlight. Cracked mana crystals, torn runic scrolls, and broken staffs were scattered all over the floor. Weird metal compasses and rare potion bottles were knocked over, making the whole place look like the aftermath of a messy fight or someone's absolute fit of rage.
Seeing Lucian's face, Adrian immediately stumbled backward, scrambling away until he reached Zenith, who had already taken a seat on a chair near the window, crossing her legs comfortably as if she owned the room.
