He knew instantly that something had occurred. Without further hesitation; Dropsical used the power of the spear, to take himself back into the heart of he city. Alvina, turned around, quick on her toes'. Bending down, as she reached for the stone. " Leave it ", Dropsical's voice, came out of nowhere, descending down upon her. Standing up, hands' trembling with fear, she stood in awe of the dark king, as he summoned the stone to rise. The stone was beating with extreme rays', as it started to make it's way over to Dropsical; gently, gliding through the air.

Dropsical, looked deep within the stone, " Speak upon me with vision, dear stone of beauty ". He said. The stone was silent, refusing to respond to Dropsical's request. Dropsiacl became enraged, unable to control the stone's internal powers', he threw it with all his might. The stone shot back, coming to an abrupt stop, resting in mid-air. Rising up, came a scroll, the scroll glided over to Dropsical; clenching it, within both hands', he brought it forth before his eyes'.

Looking down upon the scroll, he started to read what was on the leathering paper.

181.