The chamber pulsed with a rhythm not unlike a heart — slow, deliberate, eternal. Beneath the shifting lights of the floating relics, Silas and Kass stood in silence, catching their breath from the encounter with the Iron Maw construct.
Every relic suspended within the Vault of Ten Thousand Echoes radiated power. Some vibrated with frequencies beyond human hearing, others shimmered as though resisting observation altogether. Their mere presence distorted reality, bending light, sound, even time. This was no ordinary vault.
Kass cautiously approached a relic encased in a clear stasis field — a triangular shard humming softly with radiant blue energy.
"Silas, this place… it's not a vault," she said. "It's a marketplace. A cosmic showroom. Each of these relics has a price, doesn't it?"
Silas nodded, transfixed. The System chimed again in his retina interface.
[Vault Interface Synchronized.]
[Tier III Sovereign Access Verified.]
Initiating Auction Sequence...
