The realization hit me like a thunderbolt—soulcrystals.
Wait, so these crystals come from the trapped souls in a dungeon? I had never written that into the novel! I had simply described them as materials used for magic seals and enchantments. The crystals' colors and brightness varied, giving each a unique appearance, but I hadn't considered their origin beyond that.
I was momentarily stunned, then my gaze shifted to Rex and Christian. They seemed to sense my thoughts, their glints reflecting my hesitation. Neither Rex, Christian, nor I seemed eager to use or keep them; the weight of what they truly represented hung heavily in the air.
"We'll have to give them to their families," I said quietly, almost as a command to myself. That felt like the only right choice.
"I'm okay with that," Rex nodded in agreement.
"Right," Christian said as he carefully wrapped the crystals and placed them gently into his bag.
