"An Echo Locket!" the Divine Priest exclaimed, pointing at the powerful Item.
Aeric looked down at him. "Good, you know what it is."
Headmistress Lysandra was completely frozen, her usual bountiful features were rather uncharacteristically pale now. Her eyes had diluted with both anger and shock and Aeric could see her fingers trembling as her eyes darted between him and the locket.
"That is a Gold Ranked Item!" she finally opened her mouth to hiss. "H— How could you get in possession of it? You've not even begun your quests."
Aeric leaned against the cold stone wall, a smug grin curling his lips. He flipped the Echo Locket open with a theatrical flourish, letting the faint echo of their recorded voices spill into the sanctum.
"Uhh! Ughhh! Ohhh! Oh, Priest! Yes! Give me your Divine shaft! Push it into me! Fill my aged sheath with your priestly pump meat!"