His breath caught. Even from several feet away his vision desperately searched the inside of the delicate webbing of a crystal cage to see a cylindrical tube. For the briefest moment, he feared it empty. His eyes narrowed, scrutinising further before realising that the cylinder itself was a vessel, a plain and beautiful container protecting the small teardrop crystal within. His eyes lingered upon it, marvelling that something so minuscule could possess such potent magic. To any not knowing its lore it would appear unspectacular, yet to Rob it held the world itself and all its possibilities.
Reflections of the world behind him were cast upon each crystal. The movement from the entrance adjusted his focus to see Taya, her bow poised in his direction as she nocked an arrow. He watched her t
