The ancient temple doors opened slowly.
A deep grinding sound echoed across the valley as massive stone slabs moved after centuries of silence. Dust fell from the ceiling, drifting into the cold night air.
Beyond the entrance stretched a dark stone corridor illuminated by glowing golden runes.
The light was dim, but steady.
Ancient.
Mysterious.
Everyone in the valley stared at the entrance with tense anticipation.
For two days the ruins had remained sealed.
Now they had opened.
And it happened because of Aether.
Lucien Valcrest's eyes darkened slightly as he watched Aether standing calmly near the entrance.
He didn't like that.
Not at all.
Someone else receiving attention before him was unacceptable.
But for now, he remained silent.
Because what mattered most was the inheritance inside the ruins.
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Aether stepped inside the temple.
The Flame Sovereign Pup walked beside him, flames flickering softly along its body.
Behind him, several others followed.
Rylan.
