Addaya searched the floor for the cylinder next to Nebuaui’s necklace, he put on the necklace and then took the cylinder. Donggun followed Addaya, who was walking toward the nearest wall; he was looking at the floor when he noticed a dark shadow walking behind him. He looked back quickly, but the shadow had vanished. “Did you notice that?” Donggun questioned abruptly.
“Notice what?”
“Someone was walking behind us,” Donggun said, returning his gaze to the back to find nothing but an empty room; he swallowed hard, aware that someone was watching him. “Addaya! Someone is with us; I can feel someone watching us,” he said, his voice changing abruptly and fearfully.
“No one is here; it’s just us,” Addaya replied half-heartedly.
Donggun was about to say something else when another shadow appeared out of nowhere and settled over his own. His breathing paused for a long moment before he gasped loudly and harshly, “Addaya...”
Addaya returned his frown and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Donggun stared intently at his shadow before raising his gaze to Addaya’s eyes. Donggun’s face was steady and emotionless, and he shrugged his shoulders calmly and said, “Nothing.” Addaya looked at him as he walked away without looking back.
Within seconds, they returned to the alternate Rhakotis. Addaya returned to the mystical room, walking directly to the large table in the center of the room. Moving everything on it to the far side. He carefully attempted to open the cylinder. “Father was casting an illegal spell... I can’t believe it existed,” Addaya remarked.
“What was the purpose of the spell?” Donggun’s voice sounded different, deeper, and foreign. As Addaya frowned at him as he struggled to open the cylinder; his thought was cut when he finally succeeded.
Addaya read the spell on the cylinder backward and a black liquid transformed into hundreds of blank papyruses as it slowly poured out of it.
Addaya raised his hands above the papyruses, and black-colored spells began to resurface on each papyrus he touched; he searched the papyruses for a specific spell.
When he found the one, he desired, he placed the cylinder on the floor and reached for it. “Look,” he said, handing it over to Donggun. He took it from Addaya’s grasp and began to read the spell; it was long and complicated.
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“Read it slowly from right to left. The last part from left to right.” Donggun read it, his jaw dropped, and his entire face went blank.
“It’s a spirit spell!” Addaya observed Donggun’s unusual change in reaction, which he said in a low confused voice but with an unsurprised expression. Addaya frowned as Donggun looked at him and then back at the papyrus. “What exactly does that mean?”
“The pectoral has her soul, not her memories,” Addaya said, nervously running his fingers through his hair.
“Her soul? Is it even possible?” Donggun stated, neither shocked nor surprised.
“Everything is possible in here,” Addaya said, spreading the papyruses across the entire table. Donggun looked at the table, which was now fully covered, with an unreadable expression. He couldn’t believe such spells existed; at that precise moment, he knew that if that nation genuinely wanted to conquer the entire world, they could do so easily.
His expression shifted from shock to dark mystery in a fraction of a second. It looked like two people fighting one another to take control of his strong body, Addaya didn’t notice Donggun’s harsh shaking of his head to maintain the mystery look. “Is the Pharaoh Meritamun’s father if Kiya is her mother?” Addaya gave a nod. “Should we inform Meritamun of what we saw?” Donggun questioned.
“Not yet; we need to find out the truth first.”
“Is there anything else we need to know? We know something about her mother, and we should tell her,” Donggun exclaimed, terrified. When Addaya heard the change in his voice, he looked at him. “I mean, shouldn’t we?” Donggun spoke with a much deeper tone.
“We will, but not right now because there was a secret between them that we needed to know,” Addaya said, clutching one papyrus tightly. “We must go back in time.”
“What?” Donggun said it again in a terrified tone.
Addaya noticed a sudden change in his eyes. “What’s wrong with you?!” he exclaimed; his gaze fixed on him. “You sound and look strange.”
Donggun’s eyes widened, and he said, “I guess it’s too much information to take, how would we go back?”
“As I told you, time travelers have energy that can be altered; this is the spell for it,” Addaya said after another glance at him. He handed Donggun the papyrus.
Donggun read the spell with a determined frown on his face. “But what if it doesn’t work?” Addaya simply nodded. “Addaya! It’s dangerous!” his tone changed once more. Addaya looked at him, perplexed by his erratic reactions.
“Trust me, it will work,” Addaya assured Donggun, holding his arm. Addaya took the papyruses from Donggun’s grasp and moved away from him. Addaya quietly learned the spell before returning to Donggun’s side.
“Are you ready?” Donggun gave him a nod. Before leaving the papyrus on the table, Addaya removed Nebuaui’s necklace and clutched it tightly in his left hand. “Give me your left hand,” Addaya said to a slightly nervous Donggun.
“Are you certain we’re on the right here?” Donggun questioned firmly.
“I’m positive; keep your breathing normal,” Addaya said. He closed his eyes and recited the spell’s first line. The necklace glowed brightly between their hands, gradually forming bright blue bracelets around each of their hands.