Chapter 320: Strange Man
Orion stared intently at the fragmented mural, his dual-colored eyes narrowing with deep contemplation.
The scattered remnants of stone lay before him, painted fragments depicting a vague, severed or broken form that defied easy identification.
It was difficult to discern whether this mural had been intentionally destroyed by someone attempting to conceal a truth, or if something entirely different and perhaps more catastrophic had occurred to break it apart.
He knelt briefly, picking up one of the broken shards, running his thumb gently across the cracked, faded paint. Nyss stood quietly beside him, her calm eyes fixed carefully upon the mural, seemingly lost in her own thoughtful considerations.
Finally, after a long pause, Orion released a quiet sigh, placing the fragment gently back onto the floor. "We can’t determine anything concrete here," he murmured softly, standing up again and brushing the dust from his fingertips.
His tone was tinged with mild frustration, reflecting the complexity of their findings. "Perhaps we’ll need to personally investigate the tower when it appears. Only then might we discover the truth behind these images."
Nyss softly nodded her head in agreement, her voice quietly thoughtful, "But according to Duke Varian, the tower won’t open for another week."
Orion gave a gentle nod, acknowledging her reminder. Turning his gaze once more across the murals lining the wall, he studied them for a final, lingering moment, committing their image to memory.
"Indeed, that’s what Duke Varian said. We’ll have to wait and see how events unfold. I also want to know if the murals here are related to that tower or not."
Nyss tilted her head slightly, silently agreeing with his assessment. After a brief glance, the two turned smoothly away from the murals, walking side by side toward the grand doors of the hall.