Lysandra studied him carefully before answering. "The ancestor's blood is said to bestow many blessings on the one who sits on the throne."
"Just blessings?" Damon raised a brow.
Lysandra immediately became defensive. "Don't underestimate it. The drop of blood is from our founding ancestor. It contains his condensed essence. Its power is limitless. In the right hands, it is even capable of destroying an entire world!"
She exhaled slowly and stopped in front of a grand hall. Damon could see the throne at the far end. "That is… only in the right hands." She continued. "What you gain will depend on what you are capable of." Some contempt flashed in her eyes briefly before it disappeared.
Damon did not care. What he wanted to know was if he could actually gain something from this drop of blood. Until now, the memory worlds have not exactly rewarded anything except for a small memory shard.
