CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

"We shouldn't" Nuella said, With a shrug Claude returned it then continued looking through the shelves.

The library was smaller than she had imagined, with only a few shelves left standing. The rest lay in ruins, books strewn about in piles of decay. The air was thick with the scent of must and mold, and she could see cobwebs hanging from the ceiling.

As Nuella walked over to one of the shelves and picked up a book, it crumbled to pieces and fell at her feet. Claude winced, feeling a twinge of sadness at the loss of such an ancient piece of knowledge.

Nuella brushed off her hands and continued to search through the debris, pulling out books and inspecting them. Claude walked over to the shelves and examined them more closely. At the end of the room, she saw two large wooden carvings - a witches triangle and a pentagon. It was clear that this was a library used by witches, and she couldn't help but feel a little awed by the history of the place.

She reached out and picked up a book, tr