Ange tilted his head, about to reach out and take it back.
"No, no, no, the odds of that are too low. Give it to me, I'll refine it into a super artifact, which will significantly increase the odds of releasing her divine technique. Hand it over to me." Durken regretted opening his mouth. If he hadn't said anything and just taken it, this awkward situation wouldn't have emerged.
Seeing the regretful look on Durken's face, Negris felt like laughing at the self-inflicted situation Kvada had gotten himself into by talking nonsense to the dead skeleton.
"So the divine technique of the God of the Dark was stolen?" Seeing that Ange didn't continue to reach for the item, Negris promptly changed the subject, trying to present it as a done deal.