The golden coins levitated in the empty void, reflecting the glow of the dragon's fire. The divine energy radiated from within them, drawing his eyes onto them.
'What are you?' For some reason, such a large treasure was resting on the bottom of the sea.
'No, I should first think of why would even gold contain divine energy.' One of the coins drifted closer to his eyes as he carefully scanned them.
The intricate carvings of a branching tree decorated both of its sides.
'They are old... those markings don't belong to any currently existing country.'
His nostrils moved as he inhaled the void around him and the aura of the coin. He sniffed again, and now he was sure.
The faint, very faint aura of a dragon lingered on every single coin, not washed away even after possible decades of being submerged in the sea.
'This narrows the scope by a lot.'
