Although Sierra Sullivan didn't understand what he was doing, she didn't say a word, just waited quietly.
The dagger in Jayce's hand was incredibly sharp, splitting the Skitterwing's head in two with ease.
The sharp tip of the blade stirred around in the Skitterwing's brain a few times before coming to a stop.
With just a light flick, he pried out a small crystal.
Jayce condensed a ball of water in his palm, and in the blink of an eye, the crystal was washed completely clean.
The once-filthy crystal now sparkled with a delicate light, like a diamond of the highest purity.
Even though she already knew that Crystal Cores were harvested from the brains of Aberrant Beasts…
…seeing it for herself still stirred something in Sierra Sullivan.
'To obtain something so beautiful, one had to face lethal danger.'
'No wonder they say the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.'
