"So let me ask you one more time, Lyra of the elves, will you believe in me?"
Silence…
In an instant, silence filled the atmosphere as even the faint sounds of partying at a distance seemed to be drowned away under the tense atmosphere.
On one end, Damien, with his hands outstretched, holding the contract gem.
On the other end, Lyra stared right at him.
"Damien Kid, this isn't the time to joke around. I apologise for saying what I said before, but now isn't the time"
"Who doesn't know about your family's contract gems? Things with sentience can't consume them, as no living being would fully entrust itself to another"
"It's why your father only contracted those shadow monsters of his"
"Also, what's this about awakening abilities? If the contract gem had such an ability, this continent would have long been surnamed Voss!"
Looking at him in disbelief, Lyra could not believe what she was hearing.
