As she delved deeper into the memories of her past life, Rosalind couldn't help but feel a shiver of intrigue running down her spine. The strangeness of the situation was becoming more apparent with each recollection. In that bygone era, instead of clashing with Korusta, the battles raged against Dreaston and Raston, territories belonging to the notorious Thun Family.
As the pieces of her fragmented memories began to connect, she could vaguely recall hearing whispers of some ominous weapons being developed by Korusta—a dangerous creation akin to a bomb, capable of unleashing devastating effects. The gravity of this revelation left her contemplative. "Korusta might be unto something," she murmured her mind ablaze with the possibilities.
Lucas, her ever-curious companion, leaned forward, a glint of anticipation in his eyes. "What are you thinking?" he inquired, eager to share in her unfolding epiphany.
