Phaedra was heading off up into the basement to go and see what was going on with Emeline, just to find that there seemed to be a couple of shattered mirrors. Emeline was just sitting on the ground in the middle of the room on her knees, and Phaedra could see blood clear as day on her hand from where she was holding onto a shard of glass. "Eme?" she questioned as she was kneeling down. "I knew it... I knew there was something amiss. How I had that feeling that he was going to get this amulet no matter what. And I was wrong about the reaper stone..." Emeline was speaking after a moment in time as she was looking up. This had Phaedra just reaching out to Abadon in a gentle mental nudge, just allowing him to listen to the conversation at that point in time.
"What do you mean?" Phaedra was questioning.
Although her blood did run cold at the answer from Emeline.
"This amulet.... Another one was made. But this other one.... There is already a reaper's gem in it. Made so long ago. But lost to the ages."