The Green Dragon clawed at empty space.
Its talons sliced through reality like knives through silk, tearing open a rift large enough for it to pass through with ease.
"Follow me," it said.
Without hesitation, Ray stepped through the rift after it.
"H-Holy—"
The moment he emerged on the other side, his breath caught in his throat.
They had arrived in a massive chamber, easily the size of several football fields, and it gleamed with gold and splendor beyond imagination.
All around gold coins were piled into miniature mountains, glimmering beneath the faint glow of massive chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
The chandeliers were made of enchanted crystals that glowed with the shine of a thousand stars. Precious jewels, relics, and weapons jutted from the mounds of gold at varying angles.
