Although Mel heard some sounds along the way, there were no other attack attempts. But Mel did not change the shape of his clawed hands. This situation did not change when he faced long and wide-spared steep stairs. The pyramid-shaped structure was standing in front of him in all its majesty.
After briefly examining his grandfather's notes and map, Mel knew this was where he had to go. Even without those notes, this building in the garden had an air of attraction.
"I have a bad feeling inside. A strange energy is flowing around me, and the feeling it gives is disturbing!"
Mel, who had never felt like this before, was sensitive to the energy changes around him. He was trying to relax by talking to himself as he always did when he was alone, but this time his restlessness was reflected in his words.
