"Yeah," Sheena muttered, still reeling at something besides the number of golems. "Some of those spells and artes, though. They were like the ones from home--which is kind of creepy."

She fell silent as she thought about what she knew about the attacks, trying to formulate a strategy to lessen their effects, when Duster walked into the room ahead. Peering over his shoulder, she placed a hand on his arm.

"Hold up. Something doesn't seem right," she said. "Why would anyone just leave a treasure chest here all by itself? It kinda feels like bait."

Bait for what, she had no clue.