"Getting rid of a cursed artifact is easier said than done. The Council failed to get rid of the Golden Griffon for centuries. Even if we trap it again, it's only a matter of time before Thrud escapes." Lith said.
"By the way, is it me, or is your cave filled with a lot more riches than I remember from my last visit? Where did the Royals find the money to pay you with the war still ongoing?"
"Haven't you been to Lutia, yet?" Faluel giggled, her rainbow-colored eyes throwing him a mischievous look.
"No, why?"
"No reason." She suppressed a peal of laughter, making it sound like a snort.
"Why are you- Fuck me sideways!" Lith looked at his clock and discovered how late it was. "Dammit, time flies while training. Why didn't Mom call me? I asked her to notify me the moment-"
Only after patting all of his pockets did he remember to have left the communication amulet in the pocket dimension to not be disturbed while practicing Accumulation and Blade Spells.
