Behind the statue was the gate that towered about 100 meters in pure height alone, invoking a grappling hook on anyone, and the entire setting struck the image of reverence.
It was as if one was about to enter the house of a god. But currently, the door had been shut tightly and the runes on it were dim. It was a sign that it was not available yet.
THUMP
THUMP
The sound of two knees dropping to the ground resounded as Felicie collapsed to her knees, tears dripping down her eyes.
Whether it was from joy or sadness, only her heart could tell, but finally, she felt the joy that comes with having seen one of her greatest wishes.
To see the tower with her own eyes, and it should be closer to her hands than ever.
And today, she finally did what had been preached to her as impossible.
She finally stood before the tower, and more than alive too.
