Chapter 496 – Zoltarin Vaelthorn
Zavros didn't answer.
They stepped into what must've once been the central command chamber.
The ceiling was half-collapsed. A massive ring of molten gold circled the floor. And in the center?
A black throne.
Still standing.
Still intact.
Lux walked toward it, slow. Careful.
[Warning: Artifact Detected – Origin Unknown. Probability of Residual Signature: 87%]
Zavros tensed. "Don't sit on it."
"I wasn't going to."
"Your aura spikes when you want something."
Lux glanced back. "It's a throne, Dad. I always want it. Greed always want it."
He stopped a meter from it. Studied the way the floor still shimmered faintly around the base.
Not active.
But not dead either.
Something had once lived here.
Zoltarin's essence.
Lux turned to his father. "You said he was sealed."
Zavros nodded. "We sealed him in the vault beneath this room."
"And you think it's still holding?"
Zavros hesitated.
And Lux caught it again.
That flicker.
