All of the warriors from the Rion within the god ruins felt the tremor and the oppressive aura that shook their soul.
They have never felt such terrifying power and can easily guess that it was the power of a transcendent being or item that goes beyond their understanding.
All of them were excited and terrified at the same time; if it was treasure, then it was a chance, but if it isn't then they were in deep trouble.
Deep within the ruins, in regions no one had dared to explore, ancient mechanisms began to stir. Long-silent formations faintly lit up, buried pathways shifted, and sealed structures cracked open as if responding to a forgotten command.
The God Ruins were changing.
Meanwhile, at the heart of it all, Apollo slowly calmed his presence. The ethereal pressure receded completely as he fully opened his eyes, his gaze clear and sharp.
