Sylvester Archipelago

-Five hundred years is a long time. Who are you talking about? - asked Kaeldrin.

- I'm talking about a man who doesn't keep his word, and his name... it doesn't matter to you, - she replied in a sad voice.

- About the Architect, - Alexis suggested, - after all, he was responsible for creating the tomb.

- The damned Architect! - she suddenly got angry, turning her gaze to Ravelin's pendant. - If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be stuck here. Cold witch! Maybe she can break the spell! Did she send you here?