The ruby embedded within the necklace dislodged itself, as the golden blood flowing within the gate reached out to it, carrying it to the place it was always meant to be.
A surge of mana unlike any other appeared, from the door, from the palace, and from the entire world itself as the ruby embedded itself in the door.
The gold turned into blood, and the gargoyle up split in two as the door opened. It produced an eerie sound, like it was not stone against stone, or metal against metal but flesh against flesh.
Whatever material the door was made of, Alan and Sabrina both didn't want to find out. However, what was inside betrayed all their expectations.
There was no throne room, no odd room filled with more corpses like one would expect, there was nothing of the sort. Which really would have fit the theme of this chaotic planet, but instead.
