Bab 649: Sigils

Eiro looked at Partax somewhat annoyed. Actually, he was more than just annoyed, he was getting sick of this. Once again, he was expected to be able to read that old man's mind to figure out what it was he was supposed to do. But once again, Eiro couldn't read minds. But instead of just repeatedly getting angry, he figured he might as well try something similar.

The Demon glanced at the mechanical legs that Partax was mounted on, as well as the inscriptions placed on them. They were tiny, and to most, it would probably just look like the surface had been randomly roughened up a bit. Though Eiro was able to see the tiniest scratches on the inside of the inscriptions.