The dim light of Dren's laboratory pulsed softly as the scrying globe hovered before him, its surface rippling with images from Grom's office.
Mira's voice echoed clearly.
"…so I named it Dawnveil Crest."
Dren leaned forward, fingers steepled, eyes gleaming as the image of the silver brooch appeared within the globe. The milky-white gem glowed faintly even through the projection.
"So it solidifies light," he murmured, lips curling upward. "Forms barriers… purifies… stabilizes."
His quill scratched rapidly across the notebook on his desk, runes and formulas piling atop one another.
"Yes… yes, that's it. A stabilizer. Exactly what I need."
The corners of his mouth lifted further.
"With this, the metal won't collapse. The reaction can be regulated. My Heart of the Deep Forge will finally be complete ."
His gaze flicked back to the globe just in time to see Mira handing the artifact back to Zane.
Dren's smile twitched.
"…No. Don't give it to him."
