Iron bull dungeon..
"What... Sort of jokes is this" Chris woke up, however he felt a presence on he's lost right hand.
'clank!' the strap he had gotten attached itself to he's missing hand taking the form of a silver gauntlet, with the red bull symbol on it.
'clank, clank' Chris tapped he's new mechanical fingers together, "well this was unexpected.
"You i***t!, What did you do to the artifact?!" Silas screams at him. "Hand it over" he continues.
"What the hell?!(this feels familiar, the same aura I felt from that farmer... The prince is showing off something similar) Chris thought.
"Take a look it's stuck to my hand and again, you can't even sense magic from it, it's a dud" Chris tries to convince Silas to no avail.
"I guess I'll just cut it off from the source!" Silas quickly draw
