The gold coffin was just right, preventing contamination from escaping.
Silence surrounded the area for several breaths.
Perhaps sensing Leonard Churchill's goodwill, the angel's head floated down, landing inside the coffin.
Leonard watched as It assented and he too breathed a sigh of relief.
He muttered an apology for the offense and then closed the coffin lid.
Thinking that the glittering gemstone coffin was too conspicuous, Leonard wrapped it completely with bandages.
Then, he fashioned a strap so it would be convenient to carry on his back.
...
Leonard effortlessly obtained the Moon Wheel and the Golden Bug, putting him in a great mood.
Indeed, the finest treasures are to be found among the noble class.
Elder Clinton was still observing the Forbidden Ruins Stele, in a daze, with no indication of when he would come to his senses.
Leonard didn't disturb him.
After dealing with the contents of the gold coffin, the Underground Palace was completely safe.
