Wingate steadily made her way into the room. Her tendrils should've picked up a trap if there were any but she knew from experience that the burial chambers themselves were never booby trapped.

[color=8882be]Mmm~[/color] Wingate reached into her bag and pulled out a small make-up brush. Intended to be used to apply blush or powder to a woman's face, Wingate found it was very good for gently taking off dust off of ancient relics. [color=8882be]First off, I want you to be very careful. Don't use any magic on the sword, we don't know what it does, understood?[/color] Said, inspecting some runes on the table, brushing away dust from them as she began to slowly translate. [color=8882be]I must congratulate both of you. I don't exactly live a life of luxury, but I will have a way to thank the two of you. We are making history here, girls, so a celebration is in order when we get b-[/color]

Then, she paused, letting out a audible gasp, stepping away from the Isz text. [color=8882be]That can't be right... This has to be a coincidence.[/color] She said,tapping her chin. [color=8882be]Ash, Lucy, I want you to search the room for more texts. Something is amiss here.[/color]