"N-No way..." Elene muttered under her breath as her eyes wavered.
The myth, the legend of the Soul-King's accomplishment, it rested before their eyes.
Fixed between two stone statues shaped like knights, as if a king were being guarded by his loyal guards.
As they stared at the bright orb that rested on the podium, they felt it. The raw, primal energy that radiated out of the crystal.
It was more ferocious than anything they had ever felt, yet calm and smooth. It felt like a wild storm that was calmed by a mysterious power.
"There's no mistake." Livinus finally found his words as he accepted the truth, and a smile stretched across the side of his lips. The object of myths and folklores passed down from generations to generations in this world that helped saved humanity, it was here.
"The Soul Stone..."
Xander tried to understand what the big deal was, but he understood and felt just how powerful that object was.
