The dull gold chain dangled over the back of Zach's hand as he inspected the medallion closely. The insignia had lost its shape over the centuries, but to Zach, it looked like a fist. He turned to Ursula and held up the necklace.
"I chose this, I think," he said.
Ursula gave Zach an interesting look. But she couldn't comment on it until Zach made his choice.
"You're sure?" She asked for confirmation since it hadn't seemed like he was confident in his choice.
Zach glanced at the other items again before his gaze settled on the necklace. He nodded.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Splendid. Let's leave first." Ursula grabbed Zach by the arm and hauled him and the familiars out of the Treasury. She let go of his arm when they were in front of the painting again.
She started leading the way away from the Treasury toward the room where Zach's friends were waiting. She glanced at Zach.
"...How come you chose that one?" She asked curiously.
Zach shrugged.
