Asher's gaze shifted from Virelass, who rested gently on his laps, to the golden ring adorning his pinky finger. Its surface gleamed faintly under the light, smooth and almost regal in design. This was no ordinary trinket, it was the reward bestowed upon him directly by the Principal herself, a token carrying the unmistakable authority of one of the most powerful beings in Crymora.
'I haven't tested how this works yet,' Asher thought quietly to himself. He had his suspicions, of course. With his understanding of spatial manipulation and teleportation, he had already guessed at the basic principles of the artifact. But assumptions were nothing compared to reality, and if there was one thing he had learned in Crymora, it was that nothing should ever be taken at face value.
