After their small interaction, they bade Lady Erda farewell and entered the teleportation chamber. The room was circular, its meshed walls woven from multicolored vines, their gentle luminescence spilling a calm and beautiful radiance that bathed the room in warmth.
As they stepped onto the central platform, Alex glanced sideways at Zahra. "How did you discover that the slate was linked to the Dark Ancient?" His tone carried clear curiosity.
If the details of the Dark slate had been public, Odysseus would already have claimed it for his collection.
Zahra's answer came as if it were the simplest thing in the world. "I simply desired to be fated to encounter the whereabouts of an item tied to the Dark Ancient."
Her silver eyes remained calm, unblinking. "It took a few days before I stumbled across a six-century-old book in lost ruins, 'The Hundred Unknown Treasures.' From there, it was merely the process of elimination until I narrowed it down to the slate."
