Saint Sasha And The Scarlet Demon-s Stone -v1.0... < EASY >

She went to the cellar.

The Inquisitor smiled without warmth. “Then you will be a very short-lived saint.” Saint Sasha and the Scarlet Demon-s Stone -v1.0...

She did not touch it. She picked up the box that contained it. She went to the cellar

Beneath the chapel, past the jars of pickled eels and the forgotten hymnals, was a door no one had opened in twelve years. The wood was black with soot, and the lock was shaped like a screaming mouth. Sasha pressed her palm to it. The Rib flared—once, twice—and the lock sighed open. Saint Sasha and the Scarlet Demon-s Stone -v1.0...

Sasha did not smile back. She opened the box.