Klein was delighted.
After Imhotep's meddling, the curse on the Necronomicon had finally dissipated almost completely!
He opened his eyes, smiled, and said goodbye to Richard and the others.
"It's all right now. You're safe. Well, until we meet again."
The resurrected Imhotep hadn't gone after Richard and the others again. The incident in the underground Tomb Chamber had probably affected him.
Klein was happy to have an easier time of it, too.
Ignoring the four people's astonished looks, he got up and headed for the door.
But halfway there, he seemed to remember something. He turned around and spoke softly.
"After a while, go take a look at the Sun God Statue. You'll find something worthwhile."
With that, Klein's figure blurred and vanished into thin air.
"Phew..."
At last, the mysterious planeswalker was gone. Richard and the others slumped in their seats.
Safe?
If he said they were, then they were, he supposed.
Come to think of it, hearing that really did make them feel relieved.
They fell silent. None of them wanted to speak.
The mysterious words left behind by the young mage had left Evelyn and the others, who had just encountered the supernatural world for the first time, feeling dazed.
The past few days felt like a dream.
The resurrected corpse, the mysterious young mage, the Necronomicon...
Would they get the chance to meet again?
Would they meet again?
Of course they would.
They'd still need you to find the Scorpion Emperor's Bracelet and the Fountain of Youth in Shangri-La!
One moment, he was at the inn in town; the next, he was at the Hamunaptra Ruins. Klein stepped out of the flames, only to find that the area outside the ruins was packed with people.
They were the Cultists of the Black Robe Curved Saber.