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"Haha, this is... a lot..." Lyra awkwardly muttered. "How and why does the book talk."

Drago grabbed the grimoire and slowly get up to stand, “This isn’t a normal book, it’s the grimoire of the dragons, and she my magical supporter! She speaks through magic whenever the grimoire is open.”

"Oh, huh. Interesting..." Lyra looked at the grimoirein Drago's hands. "So she's sentient? Or...?"

“She was created like the Astil Codex, or for in simpler way, she was able to do things with magic.”, Drago said.

"Mhm" Lyra was listening intently, even if she didn't know what half the things he was talking about meant.

Drago sighed.

"Is she, like, alive?" Lyra asked. "I mean, she could tell when you passed out, did she just, like, sense that magically or?" Lyra though for a second.

“Yes, we’re in magical contract together, destine by fate.”, he said.

"Interesting," Lyra looked it the book more closely. "I've done just a little bit of research into magic and such, but that barely scratched the surface of all the magic out there."

“Yet, this one grimoire is quite the pervert!”, Drago sighed and the grimoire cover went from black to a pinkish-red.

"Oh, uh..." Lyra raised an eyebrow, confused. "It's a book, how can it be,,, like that?"

She wrinkled her nose, thinking that all of this might be just... stupid. Why would a book be a pervert? How in the hell would it even-- she decided that maybe going back to her phone might be a good idea, bending over instead of walking because she was getting lazy, and grabbing it from the lower bed, turning it on again and seeing she had a message from her sister,

' Yo sis, whatcha doin'? Ya didn't break down already did ya?'

Se wrote back. ' oh wow, thanks for the support, dork'

"Because she has a humanoid form for that perverted nature of hers!", Drago said.

"Oh, uh..." Lyra did not know how to respond. "That's interesting, that she has a human form I mean."

"I... don't really see how... that would work but ok?" she said, looking up from her phone momentarily before going back to mentally laughing at the memes her sister was sending to 'make her feel better'. Damn, it was as if her sister had a raddar on when she wasn't feeling well or had passed something bad,

Walter meditated among thecrystals, his mind emptying.

Zero stood in front of the camp. He had heard a lot about it and was there to make memories to forget. He stood there for a minute checking it out then walked in.