Moments later, they'd arrived at the city's massive gates. Mysterious runes were etched into the towering metallic frames of two gargantuan gates.
The barrier itself exuded a stifling amount of power that was both foreign and yet familiar to Morgan.
"A ward…"
Valerius was already waiting for them when they finally reached the city gates. He turned his strange golden eye,s fixing on them for a couple of moments.
Morgan threw him a curious glance before shifting g his attention back to the massive ward.
Having already seen him in a rion, he could roughly tell the Lord of Moreus was more than capable of defending the city by himself.
Which begged the question: what could have threatened the mysterious young man, even with his contact with Velagre?.
Valerius had truly grown. While Morgan couldn't understand the mechanism behind it, the boy he'd met in a dream was now much older and much stronger than he was.
