As the mysterious figure in black tilted his hood back to reveal a face shrouded in shadows, Eric felt a chill run down his spine. He could sense that this was no ordinary man; he was a dangerous force to be reckoned with.
"And what would that be?" the figure asked, his voice low and gravelly.
Savannah grinned wickedly, pulling out a small object from the depths of her jacket. It was a golden amulet, glittering with ancient symbols and precious stones.
"This," she said, holding it up for the figure to see. "It's an artifact from the ruins of Atlantis, lost for centuries until I discovered it."
The figure's eyes widened at the sight of the amulet, his gaze lingering on it for a moment before he spoke.
"You've found the Heart of Atalanta, haven't you?" he asked, a hint of awe creeping i
