Chapter 1389

At first glance, the patterns seemed unremarkable. But as Shannon carefully transferred them onto paper, she couldn't shake the subtle sense of resistance that arose with each stroke, reminiscent of when she first learned to draw a talisman. It felt as if hidden within these intricate lines, there were indeed sigils—symbols with a purpose—waiting to be uncovered. It took three hours for her to complete drawing the entire pattern of the Emeralda Stone. Seeing the beads of sweat on her forehead, Emeralda commented, "You should take a break." Shannon shook her head, then held the Bentrix Stone on her collar. Before long, the exhaustion she felt vanished. Emeralda had similarly sensed the spilling spiritual energy from the Bentrix Stone. "The spiritual energy from that stone feels so special. It came from that person, right?" Shannon knew she meant Benjamin. "It was a gift from him." "He likes you," said Emeralda. Shannon's heart trembled. This was the first time anyone had so blata