The museum was an absolute mess; broken glass and artifacts were scattered across the grounds from the fight.

Sylvie wasn't fortunate enough to get out unscathed, as he'd almost had his Epithet stolen and probably had a concussion. He lay in the hospital. Alone and recovering.

A few days later, you recieved a call from an unknown number.

"Hello? Is this the Blyndeff Toy Emporium?" He asks.