Even though he had already seen the "shrunken" moon, upon seeing and touching this tiny Ancient Star himself, Duncan still found it hard to believe.
It lay in his hands now, radiating a warm glow, the flames on its surface harmlessly sweeping over his fingertips, giving off only a very slight sensation, as if feathers brushed against skin.
Yet Duncan knew that in some distant past, this brightly shining little orb had once illuminated the skies of the Senkin People, sheltering a civilization.
"The followers of Black Sun want to obtain this thing, and for this, a 'Scion' even dare to risk their life," the goat-headed figure reflected the sunlight emanating from Duncan's palm in its eyes and asked with curiosity, "what exactly do they intend to do with this 'sun'?"