This is a scroll much larger than an ordinary one.
Standing over one and a half meters tall, its rolled-up diameter is close to thirty centimeters. The material appears to be the skin of some exceptionally powerful magic life form, and Lynch can feel waves of intense elemental fluctuations emanating from it—spatial, perhaps?
It looks ancient already; the decorative patterns on its surface belong to the era of the ancient wizardry, and the sealing mud has faded significantly.
Avery suddenly turned her head and asked Lynch, "Do you know what this is?"
Lynch shook his head. "No."
For some reason, he suddenly felt that Avery looked smug, as if her lips had curled into a faint smile?
She explained, "The Abyss Transmission Scroll of Larmondo—surely you've heard of it?"
Lynch froze, and his eyes showed a hint of astonishment.
