#Chapter 413 - Talisman

Jackson crawls out of his tent, looking carefully around, trying to figure out…well, if there is actually someone here even if he can’t smell or hear them. But as far as he can see and sense it’s just rippling grass and the wind moving softly around him. He sighs, looking down at the little stone in his hand with a frown, wondering…what the hell it is. Jackson inspects the rock thoroughly, looking for any sign or writing on it that makes sense to him. Then, hesitating only for a moment, he pushes on it with his magic, as he does when he passes his power to Ariel, trying to see if it engages at all. But no, it’s just a…rock. Jackson scowls, glaring at the little chip of stone, hating it a little bit. Whatever that woman said about not being able to give him much…well, is this honestly that much of an improvement? “Thanks for the…rock,” Jackson mutters, bitter. Then he folds his hand around it and turns towards the hill, hiking up the steep side until he reaches the top. When Ja