HER INSTINCT

Cane had never heard of someone who was able to find magic stones easily, the way Iris did, especially when it came to a rare stone like the one that she kept.

Probably she didn't realize it yet.

Cane had been in these mines for years, of course, when he was not being tortured by Gerald and Mason. The mining site was another form of torture for him, thus he was familiar with various kind of magic stones. The darker the color, the stronger the power it held.

And it was rare to find a dark blue stone like she did.

In ten years of slavery and working in mines, he was pretty familiar with various stones.

"Find it," Cane said, as they stopped in the middle of the site. "Find more magic stones."

"Pardon me?" Iris blinked her eyes, she didn't miss what he was saying, but she surely didn't believe that. Just because she could find one easily, it didn't mean that she could find more anytime she wanted.