— Why are you dragging us off to this deserted palace? Fortune and glory?
— Fortune and glory... Well... this is a piece of an old manuscript. This pictograph represents Sankara, a priest. Gentle. Gentle. This is hundreds of years old.
— Is that some kind of writing?
— Yeah, it's Sanskrit. It's part of the legend of Sankara. He climbs Mount Kalisa where he meets Siva, the Hindu god.
— That's Siva? And what's he handing the priest?
— Rocks. He told him to go forth and combat evil. And to help him, he gave him five sacred stones with magical properties.
— Magic rocks? My grandpa was a magician. He spent his entire life with a rabbit in his pocket and pigeons up his sleeves. He made a lot of children happy and died a very poor man.