Avarius, the half-century-old Occyens man led Magnius the Mighty and his six bodyguards down the long, wide staircase to the underground chamber.
"This is amazing, Avarius!" Magnius grinned as they arrived at one enormous underground chamber. "When did you build all this?"
"Oh, believe me, my lord. All of this took a very long time and of course, a great deal of money." The middle-aged man chuckled. "Come, my lord!"
The room was like a natural underground cave that had been repaired and refined by human hands.
Hundreds of shamans were busy in the room. In the center of the room, on a very long stone table, was the body of a dead White Regulus.
"So this is it, huh?" said Magnius. "This is where you distilled the blood of the White Regulus into that magical blue liquid?"
"That's right, my lord." Avarius pointed at the shamans. "They work for me, some for years, others are young shamans."
