Surrounding the towering stone platform were numerous stone pillars, evenly spaced as if standing guard. Upon each pillar rested a transparent box, their contents shimmering faintly beneath the dim torchlight.
Within these glassy containers lay rare and precious treasures—elixirs crafted from heaven and earth, ancient herbs steeped in spiritual essence, and plants suffused with profound vitality.
Spiritual weapons and arcane tools glimmered in their sanctuaries, their power palpable even through the crystal.
More than twenty such boxes stood there, each holding an extraordinary relic beyond ordinary imagining.
In addition to these pillars, large storage boxes clustered about the chamber's edges, promising even greater treasures concealed within their hallowed confines.
"So many treasures!" Chrome Silkrain's eyes momentarily sparkled with excitement before he hastily tempered himself.
He could not risk taking anything without Aether's explicit consent.
