The Ceremonial Chalice still shimmered serenely atop its pedestal, untouched, unyielding.
The drifting ash of the puppet settled silently on the sacred marble floor; a silent testament to the price of daring to reach for a god's treasure. The forbidden chamber fell back into a holy, suffocating stillness—as if nothing had happened.
After coming into contact with the Temple of the Blazing Flame, Jacob was well aware of the characteristics of a Divine Flame. But even he wasn't expecting the idol of the Holy Justice God could utilize a Divine Flame or something similar with the Eyes of Judge.
'That puppet didn't even have the chance to defend itself. Just a glance, and it was incinerated completely…' Jacob thought as his Eyes of Judge flickered profoundly, 'Can my Eyes of Judge achieve something like this?'
