"TELL ME MORE ABOUT THIS BOOK."
The sun was completely gone down the horizon when Rafel left these words hanging. It appeared it was going to be a moonless night. They should be heading back soon, but not before he listened to everything Rosa had to tell. He knew the Detective was a genius in paranormal matters, and so for her to suggest a book meant it was significant in either his healing, or his vengeance.
"Don't go tight-lipped on me now, Rosa," Rafel said when she hesitated.
"I don't mean to hold back, sir. Just...promise me you wouldn't use the book until you're strong enough, until your Mana Core is reinforced and stable. Promise?" Rosamunde looked from the tide of the Cold Sea, which now appeared black, to Rafel. Her stance said she wasn't budging until he gave in.