38 Beryl

The man saw a faint light reflecting off something that was being held in Asher's mouth. Upon looking closer, he soon realized that it was a thin metal fragment. It was somewhat bent in the middle and one of its side was wider than the other side.

"That… Will work." The heretic finally spoke.

"Mmhmm." Asher hummed in response before leaning sideways .

The chains rattled a bit as the Heretic moved his hands below Asher's head.

"Let go," The heretic said, as Asher released the metal fragment.

The man prefecture caught it and gauged it with his fingers, trying to get a feel for its size.

"Never thought rolling in dirt would come in handy…" Asher muttered to himself and looked at his wild and bushy hair.