Argon raises an eyebrow, impressed. "A Flood Dragon's Heart Orb," he muses aloud. "No wonder that beast was so protective."
He scrutinizes the orb again, this time with deeper appreciation. Such treasures are not only valuable but exceedingly rare. Possessing it could give him an edge in this chaotic realm and beyond.
"Seems like coming here wasn't a complete waste of time after all," Argon says to himself, a satisfied smile curling his lips.
Argon continues deeper into the chaotic realm, the twisted landscape stretching out endlessly before him. The eerie flora and jagged rocks create a surreal atmosphere, making every step feel like venturing further into a dream—or a nightmare.
