508 Thoreau the Soul Devourer

On the beach of the mysterious island

"How is it? Can you break the spatial rune?" asked Gretel.

On the beach, Gretel reclined on a chair magically sculpted with sand, basking under the sun. As Link had already far surpassed her on the subject of spatial magic, she chose not to interfere with his work.

Link carefully observed the transparent runes carved into the space on the other side of the beach. A long while later, he nodded. "I can break it, but I may need half a day to do so, and I fear our opponent would not be so generous as to give us that much time."

As soon as he broke the rune, whoever cast it in the first place would surely come for them. The island was the enemy's territory; both Link and Gretel may not be his equal here.

"What should we do then?" asked Gretel, though she did not seem flustered. Judging from Link's calm demeanor, Gretel assumed that he must have some sort of plan up in his sleeve.