Radiant Step II.
He blurred across the chamber, scanning the walls, the floor, the fixtures, hunting for the soul stone.
'There!'
Set into an alcove at the rear of the chamber, concealed behind a veil, a crystal core sat.
The heart of the pavilion, the source of the guardian's immortality.
Alaric had found it.
But before he could reach it, the air shimmered, and the spirit returned as motes of light combined together.
Its beautiful face was twisted with rage at having been cut twice by a mere human.
Alaric stopped, lowering his blade slightly, and a cold, contemptuous smile touched his lips.
He'd found the stone, and it was only a matter of time before he killed the pavilion spirit before him.
"You have one final life left," Alaric said, staring at the cornered spirit that was theoretically under his mercy. "So use it well. Make it count. Because when you fall this time, you won't be getting back up."
