"Trust me, this is the only path of least bloodshed."
Jin Wang sat there in silence, allowing the crackling flame to light up his somber expression. After a few minutes of intense contemplation, he vocalized his thoughts.
"I...can't. I'm sorry, I just can't do it. Knowing all that bloodshed, all those poor souls will die because of me, I simply cannot have that on my conscious. That's why I left everything behind and moved here. And this thing, it was locked so far in the deep that I didn't think I could even make it back. There has to be a reason for that. We are not meant to tamper with forces of this magnitude, no one is!"
The emperor's gaze did not move from his direction throughout this interaction but upon hearing Jin Wang's response, he heaved another weary sigh before taking something out of his robe.
It was an 8-centimeter wide hexagon crystal with a silvery light moving inside it.