"WHAT?! YOU LOST THE RED KEY OF DEATH?" Lucas's thunderous voice echoed through Brick Lane, his face incredulous. "Do you realize the magnitude of your mistake?" he added, "An artifact safeguarded by the Keeper for centuries, lost because of your carelessness?"
"Seriously," Flynn patted down his pockets, "I think I lost it."
Nicolas intervened, his voice calm but urgent. "Flynn, where did you last remember having it?"
."I held it in the Domain of the Keeper.." His eyes darted upwards before moving left, "... and now it's gone. And the Bluestone—"
"When you were in the Domain, did it suddenly disappear?" Lucas asked, his eyes narrowing, anticipating a affirmative response.
"Well..."
"WELL?!"
Flynn shook his head slowly, "Yes—"
Just hearing a 'Yes' gave Lucas a slight peace of mind, he was about speaking, "Then—" until the next word Flynn said broke his confidence.
"...I guess."
