The Volcanion warship slowly approached the ancient divine fortress, and as it drew closer, Garion finally realized just how enormous it truly was.
The warship soon landed on a colossal black-and-gold platform outside one of the fortress gates.
Volkrath turned around. "We are here."
The doors of the warship opened, revealing a wide path leading toward the fortress.
Varkhazan and the other Volcanion envoys immediately straightened their posture.
Dravion, Elder Varan, and Kaelvar also became much more serious.
Volkrath glanced at them. "The rest of you will remain here."
Varkhazan lowered his head. "Understood, Lord Volkrath."
Dravion also nodded respectfully. "We understand."
Kaelvar looked toward Garion with complicated eyes, but said nothing.
Volkrath then turned toward Garion and Rachel. "You two, follow me."
Garion put both hands into his pockets. "Lead the way."
Rachel walked beside him quietly, her pink-gold eyes scanning everything with calm attention.
