After confirming the Pale Hand's abilities, Luther stored it in the tower behind him. Then he turned his palm over and took out a white, antique-style quill.
The Quill of Alzuhod.
As he looked at the quill, something flashed before his eyes, and he saw a series of strange visions-
An incomparably vast dragon soared through the sky. His outstretched wings blotted out the heavens as he looked down upon the land and sea.
His golden eyes brimmed with malicious amusement as he peered into the human world, bringing terrible nightmares to the people below. He controlled a prince, making him kiss awake a princess who had slept for a hundred years, only to watch her rapidly rot away. He made a girl from an ordinary family put on red shoes and dance endlessly before the emperor, unable to stop until she died... Countless tragedies and coincidences unfolded under his deliberate guidance...
In that dark age, the dragon ruled the skies. Then, one day, a golden light shone forth, restoring light to the earth. His wings burst into flames, and his broken body fell to the ground, burning fiercely.
When his remains had burned away, an antique-style quill appeared where the dragon had fallen...
Whoosh!
The tide sounded of its own accord. Luther opened his eyes, breaking free of the illusion.
He looked down. The Quill of Alzuhod lay quietly in his hand, unusually docile, showing none of the frenzied writing it had displayed while manipulating Ince Zangwill.
As expected, this tide suppresses it quite effectively...
As Luther thought this, he recalled the relevant information supplied by the Church of Evernight. Information on Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts was highly classified. Even as a Senior Deacon, Luther had no authority to access it at will. He had only received these details