The residual white-gold illumination ascended through the vertical masonry joints, abandoning the shattered surveyor bodies in the lower gallery.
Ferra attempted to intercept the luminous current with her forge halo, but the energy bypassed her instruments without resistance.
"It carries neither heat nor physical mass," she reported, watching the threads converge toward the ceiling aperture.
"It is following an ancient archival conduit... whatever waits in the chamber above already belongs to the palace inventory."
Didi directed her gaze toward the sealed vault directly above the restricted archives, her expression growing increasingly solemn.
"The upper chamber houses the sovereign coronation vault," she explained, transferring the evidence folios back to the recorders.
"The ceremonial armor stored within has remained unoccupied upon its mounting frame since my father took the crown."
