Ashton extended his right hand, and a strange cube materialized in his palm. The object's surface was made up of interlocking squares that shifted and rearranged themselves like a Rubik's Cube in motion.

Felix could not quite tell if it was a pseudo-magical artifact or a magical treasure. He had never seen a genuine magical treasure before—except for that old photograph of the Ancient Sage that his mother claimed was one. Yet, that picture had never emitted any sort of energy, leaving Felix uns