Jay stood with Red at the entrance of the tower, waiting for his skeletons to clear out the inside.
A few moments passed and no exp notifications came through, and soon enough the skeletons returned.
“Alright, let’s get this root cut, it won’t cut itself.” Jay turned as the skeletons came out.
Blue was the last to exit, and instead of helping to cut the root, it presented something to Jay.
“Hmm? Oh…” Jay was surprised, as he had told the skeletons to take whatever they wanted for themselves.
Blue held out a tattered-looking diary. It’s original leather bindings did not do well at withstanding the test of time, and only a few pages had survived, as they were coated with a waxy substance.
“Where did you find this?” Jay said, flipping through the worn-out, tattered pages.
Blue simply pointed its sword up to the top of the tower.
“Nice work.” Jay nodded at Blue.