Limping into the darkness, Nero didn't have to wait for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.
Although the roof had caved in, the interior of the Temple was still in surpisingly good shape.
Sure, a couple walls had been destroyed, and the subtle cracks and groans coming from all around him told a different story, it wasn't as bad as the others that had already been reduced to dust.
In the empty darkness, the only thing he could hear was his own labored breathing.
His eyes scanned the darkness briefly. Then he rushed towards the raised platform containing all sorts of strange tools and items.
"Where is it?!" He hissed desperately.
He didn't have much time left.
He could already feel the slight rumbling coming from outside. The Gargoyles were getting closer and closer with every passing second. In just a few moments, they would be upon him.
'A Spear. It's a Spear, right?!'
