"Huff, huff" came the heavy breathings of a person as he walked along the long spiral stairway before finally reaching a large wooden door.
This person was currently covered in full armor and would've definitely looked like a shiny knight from the legend if not for all of the blood covering it.
He had blood all over his body, with no spot without any blood spilled at all.
He looked extremely tired but also very cautious as he seemed to be on his edges all the time. He was currently holding a sword that looked as if it had gone through many battles and fights as the edges have already been chipped off and was beyond use right now.
Yet, the person still continued holding it tightly, without letting go of it at all.
As his body moved, his eyes never left the door in front of him.
This wooden door that didn't seem to contain anything special except for its ancient aura.
