A month passed in steady, methodical silence.
The final stretch of preparation had been the most demanding, yet it was also the most fulfilling. The once empty alchemy hall and its surrounding compounds had transformed into a massive assembly ground for artifacts of extraordinary scale and purpose.
Over a hundred Death Obscuring Chandeliers now stood in precise formation within the reinforced storage grounds, each one gleaming faintly with suppressed power.
When viewed from above, they resembled colossal lotuses of dark metal, their symmetrical branches humming with life. The faint runes etched into their surfaces pulsed in rhythmic patterns, drawing in ambient energy and holding it in equilibrium, further extending the life of these tools.
The faint buzz of their harmonized resonance filled the air, almost musical to those sensitive to spiritual vibrations.
