The blue light of the memory crystal hovered in the room's space for a few more seconds, then Morcan's final image shattered like dust of light in the air, and everything fell back into a heavy silence.
A silence that this time was born not from calmness, but from the weight of a truth known only to two people in the entire tower.
After leaving that house, they had returned to the guest room, and after the first time, they watched the recorded footage again and again to see if they could extract any additional details.
Unfortunately, the result was the same each time. No extra details that could help them in any way.
Serys was still staring at the same spot where Morcan's image had been visible moments ago.
Her hands trembled slightly.
Her mind still couldn't connect all the events that had happened in the past few minutes.
Lioran...
The murders...
The only living founder...
Everything was so unbelievable that for a moment she felt she might be hallucinating.
