Gold rose from the throne, a flicker of annoyance and excitement crossing his face.
He wasn't sure if he should be pleased that it was finally his turn to fight or irritated that the golems had been defeated so easily today.
They were meant to be the ultimate defense of this chamber, reliable in stalling intruders so he could summon reinforcements. He hadn't expected such efficient tactics from Kaedros and his team. They'd used their time limit against him.
Gold wasn't afraid of combat. But it would be a lie to say he wasn't wary of Kael's power. If that kind of power was directed at him… he wasn't certain he wouldn't melt under the onslaught.
Besides, he had the throne's power behind him. Its blessing would amplify his strength.
"I guess it's my turn," Gold said, eyes locked on Kael. His expression was clear: Fight me.
"Let's see how you'll do."
A calm, silvery aura surged from the throne and settled over him as he began to descend the stairs.
