Saint Sasha And The Scarlet Demon-s Stone -v1.0... 🔖

She did not touch it. She picked up the box that contained it.

“With a cursed rock?”

Beneath the chapel, past the jars of pickled eels and the forgotten hymnals, was a door no one had opened in twelve years. The wood was black with soot, and the lock was shaped like a screaming mouth. Sasha pressed her palm to it. The Rib flared—once, twice—and the lock sighed open. Saint Sasha and the Scarlet Demon-s Stone -v1.0...

The Inquisitor smiled without warmth. “Then you will be a very short-lived saint.” She did not touch it

“And if I fail?”