Everyone looked at him with horror, fascination or jealousy. All of them have different thoughts; many even have killing intent, as they want to catch him and find out how he did it, whether he has some treasure or a heaven-defying chance to achieve such a result.
Clark and Sara walked a few steps behind, their expressions mixed with awe and resolve. They understood that following in Apollo's footsteps was impossible… But walking beside him, even for a moment, would define the rest of their lives.
As they reached the threshold, a sudden burst of divine energy surged from the gate. A pillar of multicoloured light scanned them from head to toe, not like a test, but like… a recording.
Then—
Click.
The gate began to open.
Not like stone or metal, but like a living creature unfolding its wings. The sacred patterns etched on its surface began to pulse, and the space inside twisted, forming a tunnel of stars, ruins, and collapsing timelines.
