"Will you give me the Alchemical Sigil, statue? Or will you going to prevent me?" Evelynn said.
"I am only a statue, Siren. I was put here by a brilliant Alchemist to make sure that the Sigil will not fall into the wrong hands. Hands like your master, Siren. The notorious Blood Warlock." The eyes of the statue lit up.
"So. A battle then."
Evelynn opened her palm. The Tidal Brine power stirred within her.
"No need for such haste, Siren. I can give you the Alchemical Sigil. With one simple condition."
Evelynn raised an eyebrow. "What do you want?"
"Get me out of here."
"What?" Evelynn widened her eyes in surprise.
"Do you know how boring it is to stay underwater at all times? I am SO death inside! That damn Alchemist didn't even install an off button for me. I have been here for hundreds of years, Siren! I can't take this anymore!"
Evelynn chuckled.
"So... If we get you out of here, you will give us the Sigil?"
