As the blinding golden light erupted from the mural, Alex was forced to shut his eyes. The mural's golden light grew too bright to bear. The radiance pierced through his eyelids, searing into his mind, and his body trembled as if he were being pulled into another world.
Just a few seconds later, he felt an unfamiliar link forming deep within him.
Alex frowned and slowly forced his eyes open.
What he saw next stunned him, because the carved mural on the wall had completely changed. The torn golden page that Vor'kesh once held was no longer carved into stone. Instead, it had broken free. The golden page was floating in midair right in front of him. Its torn edges were glowing faintly, and strange runes were dancing across its surface.
Before Alex could even react, the page trembled a little and then shot toward him with incredible speed.
"Wha—"
