Genevieve's eyebrows furrowed together. Had the stone split in the middle just because they both touched it? She glanced at the demon and remembered what one of the gargoyles had said. Neither side could achieve the stones. What if it meant that they couldn't do so without each other's help? Had that been the divine plan? To ensure that they would never be found because a Demon and an Angel would never work together? As she fathomed this she was being guided forward. Literally everything in her hurt, but she managed to step forward into the cavern where a pedestal stood two feet away.

As soon as she reached it she placed her fingers on the cool surface of the stone. It seemed to be made of marble, but at the same time of metal. The oddest combination of elements she had seen by far in her travels. Both her hands found their way to the prongs at the side and she pushed on them. A few of her body parts screamed in pain, but the movement succeed in opening yet another compartment, "These damn Relics and their hiding places." She grumbled as she picked up the object laying inside. She breathing a sigh of awe. It certainly was a beautiful little thing. She studied it closely.