Preparations For the Journey

Third Person's POV

However, the Silvershroud Essence that sealed and preserved the crystal was just as valuable.

It had been a gift from the little duchess to Virelle on her twenty-third birthday and was indeed a rare treasure.

Their moment of victory was interrupted by Virelle's movement.

She gestured toward another massive object taking up most of their space.

The full corpse of the basilisk had been removed from her spatial ring.

Frozen in its final moments, the massive creature lay still with its head gone. The black poisonous and corrosive blood had dried at its severed neck.

Ethan observed the petrified snake for a long moment as his sharp eyes glinted with greed.

"We harvest it," he said simply.

"Dreadstone Basilisk parts are worth a fortune."

Virelle grinned.

"Now you are speaking my language."

Velcy's tail wagged excitedly.