The Myth of White Swordsman, after leaving the Myth of Secrets in Myth of Alchemy's care, ascended the Coalition Pagoda. His steps were heavy with both urgency and reverence until he finally stood before an enormous sealed door.
The portal loomed like the wall of heaven itself—magnificently large, adorned with ancient runes that pulsed faintly with authority. It seemed as though it had been crafted for giants, not gnats.
Stopping a respectful distance away, the White Swordsman lowered his head. He announced solemnly, "I have an urgent matter to report to the Coalition Master regarding my recent mission. Please grant me an audience!"
For a moment, silence fell. The air grew dense, heavy with unseen weight. Even the Sword Law within his body stilled, as if bowing to the unseen presence beyond the gate.
The Myth of White Swordsman didn't have the demeanor of a Quasi-Myth at this moment; it was like a subordinate of a king waiting for an audience.
