The Book of Greed stirred impatiently, eager for action.
Wayne didn't give it much thought, allowing The Book of Greed to sweep away all the information within.
Crack!
The Prism shattered.
Wayne watched in surprise, for according to his previous experience of thanking nature, the information within the Philosopher's Stone was not limited to a single copy, and was certainly not a consumable for just one use.
When it involved Aliens, Wayne didn't give it much thought either, taking Regina to another room on the warship.
In a place akin to an archive room, unintelligible text had been translated by the Prussians; Wayne skimmed through and understood why Prussia possessed an endless supply of Philosopher's Stone shards.
First, these were indeed shards of the Philosopher's Stone, the real deal.
