Clayton was completely puzzled by what the two men were up to. Still, out of courtesy, he accepted the box they handed him.
Even so, he didn't open it right away. Instead, he glanced at Arthur and Lorenzo, silently asking—What's really going on here?
They didn't offer any explanation. Instead, they simply encouraged him with eager smiles.
"Go on, open it. It's a gift from us to you."
"Yeah, we're sure it'll be really useful."
Still slightly confused, Clayton finally lifted the lid—and was immediately stunned by what he saw inside.
"Huh? What is this?" he asked, awe-struck as he examined the contents: several small, bead-like objects.
The beads sparkled, gleaming under the light with an almost ethereal beauty. He picked one up, rolling it between his fingers, and immediately sensed a familiar magical energy radiating from within.
Arthur noticed his reaction and smiled. "So? Do you like them?"
Clayton nodded, eyes still locked on the shimmering bead.
