The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

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[beautifulknight]

Yes, I do. It's...

Love.

[ Argenti remembers this riddle, because his answer was the same when he answered it, at the very beginning of this, when Atem asked everyone. ]

[townmusician]

[Oh... That was the first thing he thought of, too, but he doesn't vocalize that.

He really doesn't want to answer, so he's just Here.]

[metagame]

"You, the green one," Mahaad addresses Haruka, curious, "what do you have under your arm? A scroll?"

[townmusician]

Huh? Oh, yeah.

[He untucks it from under his arm and holds it out.]

A huge bug jumped at me over it so I thought it was important enough to grab.

[metagame]

Mahaad has obtained the scroll! And he thanks Haruka for it.