The black orb pulsed faintly in Tamara's hand, its surface glinting with an eerie light that emanated a faint dark aura.
Eratz stared at it with curiosity. There was something almost alive about the object, like an eye staring back at him, daring him to unravel its mysteries.
"What is it?" he asked, his voice low, tinged with cautious intrigue.
Tamara's lips curved into a faint smile.
"This, Eratz, is the treasure of my last hunt with Kallistra." Her tone turned serious. "It's the reason everything fell apart between us."
Eratz's curiosity deepened, but he remained silent, letting her continue.
"We were studying the myths of the legendary beasts," she began, her gaze drifting toward the horizon.
"Depending on the region, the stories vary, but there are places where the myths converge. The deepest crater in the world. The hottest desert. Places where the energy of the world gathers."