Megan sprang to her feet:
"How is that possible? There's actually one on the island—"
Shade gestured for her not to get so worked up:
"Oh, please relax. I only said there was a high probability, and it should be on Another Island. Otherwise, my eyes would have spotted it long ago. And I need to correct a basic misconception of yours: Evil Spirit Demons have existed since the oldest epochs. They merely became a calamity in the Third Epoch. Of course, the one we're facing should not be quite that ancient."
"Of course I know that. But this is troublesome. Do you understand what a demon means? Even if I recovered to the Eleventh Ring, I might not be able to handle this."
"Please, listen to me."
Shade soothed her, not forgetting to feed slices of apple to the well-behaved cat sitting on his lap:
"Of course I know what those ancient evil spirits mean. In fact, I've run into them quite often over the past six months. Look at this."
He tossed the ring he had casually brought up from the basement to Megan. After catching it, she saw that the band was black iron in color, while the face was made of an even darker, ancient black iron. The face was rectangular, raised slightly around the edges and recessed within, but the design inside the rectangle stood in relief.
The Sorceress frowned at the pattern, quickly finding its meaning in her memories:
"A Keeper of Secrets Level Relic—the Demon Hunting Seal?"
Shade had two such seals in total. The first had come from investigating the case left behind by Detective Sparrow—searching for a Doctor who could treat eye diseases. The second had been obtained from the bottom of a lake two months ago, when he had searched