"Somewhere different," Victor murmured while examining the dead-end chamber. "Not like what Selphira described for the end chamber."
This was a terminal point… A final destination.
There was nothing beyond this chamber because there was no door leading anywhere else.
It was simply a final repository. A place where sacrifices without hearts could rest in peace. Or where hearts could activate their protective barriers without cost of wear from constant use.
But without the required hearts to activate defenses... without a door to advance further into whatever secrets the ancients had hidden...
This was all the Goldcrest ruin contained.
Victor surveyed the rest of the chamber methodically, checking every corner. Searching for additional secrets, hidden passages, anything the Goldcrest might have concealed even from their own faction members.
He only found empty pedestals where prizes had surely rested once before being claimed.
