"You can open them now," Rosaria's voice rang out.
Xandros slowly opened his eyes—only to be blinded by an overwhelming light.
As his vision adjusted, his breath caught in his throat.
Standing before him was an ancient, colossal door, one that had existed across countless eons.
Its vast and boundless aura pressed down on him with an indescribable force.
Xandros' entire body trembled uncontrollably—his knees nearly buckling beneath him as if he were about to kneel.
Rosaria stepped forward and held his hands. In that moment, Xandros no longer felt pressure from the door, but the ancient aura still sent chills down his spine.
"Are you okay?" Rosaria asked with concern.
"I'm okay," Xandros said, calming himself down. "Where are we?"
"In a hidden and unknown ruin—one that will change your talent," Rosaria said in a deep voice.
When Xandros heard this, he looked at Rosaria in surprise. "If it's unknown, then why are we here?"
