[Bonus (ง'̀-'́)ง] Aether realized how to get the Saintess!

Victor's hands moved with careful precision as he screwed the small, jet-black crystals back into their designated places at each corner of the Artifact. 

Could Victor really handle these crystals without short-circuiting them?

Yes, he could. Victor wasn't just an ordinary person; he was a clone, a creation channelled with Arcane energy directly from Aether.

After the final crystal was secured, a palpable tension broke within the group. Faces that had been taut with anxiety softened into expressions of relief. The nightmare they had been trapped in for so long seemed to finally be nearing its end, and hope began to bloom in the hearts of everyone present.

The crystals, which had been flickering erratically, suddenly steadied, and the central, larger yellow crystal began to glow with an intense, steady light.

Victor's gaze swept over the group, meeting each pair of eyes in turn.

There was a silent understanding, a nod from each of them...