After returning from the temple, they gathered in Bonia's yurt as they digested the newly acquired information and discussed their next exploration plan. Hessiana stood by Vivian's side in boredom, toying with a small blood sphere in her hand. The ending of Baptiste's incident was a total surprise, which had rendered a sense of powerlessness in her. She could think of nothing now but wait for Vivian's further instruction.
Vivian had been fiddling with that blood-red crystal since the beginning, beating her brains out trying to make sense of it was all about. The crystal floating in her hand did not respond to her magic power nor blood sprinkling. As if a cold, ordinary, beautiful stone, it guarded the secrets tightly within itself.
"Still unable to recall who Beatrice was?" Hao Ren peered at Vivian. "No impression about this crystal?"