Everyone on the platform had obtained a portion of the Spirity Bailiwick's treasures, however, it was nothing compared to the one before their eyes. Obtaining it would be akin to rocketing straight into the higher realms, surpassing everyone else.
In the face of such temptation, none of those present could maintain a heart as cool and collected as still water.
With the exception of Ezra, his red eyes that looked towards the Spirity tower were akin to a calm pool, without even the slightest ripple of emotion. In fact, his shapely eyebrows had even slightly knitted together. He did not know why, but the tower gave him an indescribable feeling.
As if he had seen it somewhere before. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to recall anything.
It was a feeling that he did not like.
"The Spirity tower is open, let's enter quickly!"
