The blue fire in Rocky's eyes intensified, casting a divine glow that illuminated the deepest corners of the star-lit chamb
Wait, the throne is not just a seat; it's a gateway to the memories of the ancestors," Jamin whispered, shielding his eyes from the blinding light.
Rocky slowly moved towards the pedestal, the ground beneath him turned into a liquid mirror, reflecting visions of a forgotten war.
Suddenly, a dark, shadowy hand emerged from the reflection, trying to pull Rocky down before he could c l a i m the ancient power.