The guards, well-versed in the legends and prophecies, exchanged puzzled glances, trying to comprehend Lyon's calm demeanor in the face of such a significant moment. Whispers of uncertainty floated among them, as they contemplated the meaning behind the chiming bells and Lyon's seemingly unaffected presence.
Under the watchful gazes of those gathered, Lyon entered the ancient fortress with an air of nonchalance, as if he were stepping into a familiar domain. The weight of their curious eyes did little to disrupt his calm demeanor. As Lyon stepped foot inside the ancient fortress hall, a profound stillness settled upon the surroundings. The reverberations of the chiming bells, which had echoed through the courtyard moments ago, ceased abruptly, as if yielding to the presence of Lyon. The sudden silence hung in the air, filling the space with an eerie tranquility.
