
Arthur's hands trembled as he reached for the net. He wasn't thinking about the suit's history—only its contents. He worked with forced composure, untying the knots that held the relic, peeling back the mesh to reveal the salt-crusted canvas.

Arthur's hands trembled as he reached for the net. He wasn't thinking about the suit's history—only its contents. He worked with forced composure, untying the knots that held the relic, peeling back the mesh to reveal the salt-crusted canvas.