"Hey, what do you think you are doing? Do you have any idea how precious this thing is? What if you ended up damaging this mother's pearl? Are you going to pay for it out of your pocket?"
Amelia asked as she held the mother's pearl close to her heart. She could feel it pulsing in her grip.
But despite having the pearl in her grasp, something did not sit right with her. There was a feeling of unrest that she could not put behind her.
"The elder's pearl is an artifact and it will not break so easily. You just got spooked for no reason and are taking your anger out of me. That is not fair of you."
The masked figure pouted when he spoke. Amelia, who had been oblivious until now, suddenly seemed to recognize this white-masked figure.
"Y-Y-You are from the tournament. The over-looker who told us about all the rounds. What are you doing here?"
Amelia asked the question in quick succession. She wanted to know what this man was doing here.