Each item was bringing forth a vast wave of power that was pushing against the stillness of this extremely durable space. Nothing here was normal, and the level of treasure was greater than Rowan had ever hoped to come across for the time being.
His excited eyes began roving from one treasure to the next, they were all shielded by a milky yellow light, but his perception could easily penetrate through it and touch them.
The creature chittered once more in that weird manner, as it waited for Rowan to make his selection, aware that he was going to be making decisions that would change his situation if he made a good choice, Rowan focused, his attention fixed on a single treasure and disregarding the rest for the time, he could not afford to be distracted.
