In a room illuminated by rays of radiant sunshine, Kieran stood beside Veradin. A large mass rose from the flooring a few feet away.
Upon closer inspection, Kieran discovered the object was a colossal coffer with exquisite inscriptions engraved in riveting patterns. The inscriptions formed a motif of apparent familiarity, leading Kieran to glance in Veradin's direction.
"Before you ask, the answer is yes. This storage device is the culmination of runic technology wrested away from the Wykins. A shameful act, but the privilege is determined by the victor in the end," Veradin said, his tone even and his expression stoic.
Even now, after having experienced the tempering of the Immemorial Gladiator Trial, Kieran could not read Veradin's emotions. How many battles had he fought in it compared to Adeia, who appeared incapable of perfectly managing her emotions?
