Hours passed and soon its evening.
I am in my core, but I also have some of my focus targeted on the cottage. Earlier, when talking to that woman, I said evening but forgot to mention the time.
Now, she could come at any time, and I want to know when she does. I don't want to give her any excuse.
She seemed normal enough, and she is until that madness is in control, but the moment she lost control over it. anything could happen.
I don't want to take any chances and prepare for everything, including her forcefully demanding the red-sartil metal.
One didn't have to be mad for it to desire it. It's an extremely precious metal. It could even be said that it's more valuable than the black tar soil.
I pushed those thoughts and focused on the thing in front of me.
It's another formation of my inheritance. I had been working on my inheritance since I had finished with the gate; this time, it's more difficult and will need effort and time.
