Not far away, the same phenomenon had appeared beneath Prince Kael's feet. However, unlike hers, his halo was a brilliant gold. It rotated steadily, exuding a deeper, heavier aura, one that carried an unmistakable sense of authority and strength.
The contrast between the red and gold lights was striking.
Tiffany could not help but exclaim, his face filled with complicated emotions. "This luck is ridiculous. They already got so much from the stone room, and now this, too. Are they really going to take everything?"
Alaric Von Seraph watched the scene with narrowed eyes, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "It seems the swords weren't the final key after all. Or rather… they were only the first step."
The moment the thought settled, movement erupted among the others.
