When memories and time connects

“Can you explain what's going on, please? Or are you going insane?” Sai's tone was laced with a mixture of irritation and disbelief as he and Esmeralda trailed after Dryzza through the current state of the manor—crumbling walls, shattered furniture, and debris littered everywhere, remnants of a forgotten past.

“I don't have time to explain every detail, but I know how to find the grimoire,” Dryzza replied tersely, her focus unwavering as she began to sift through the scattered remnants of the manor with one hand, while her other extended the ruby necklace forward, flashlight in hand, as though it might illuminate the path to the grimoire.

“Oh, wow!” Sai scoffed, the sarcasm in his voice unmistakable. “Just what we need, a necklace to guide us. Brilliant.” His irritation was palpable; he seemed less relieved about Dryzza’s newfound confidence than frustrated by the urgency of the situation.