Chapter 48 (Gorgon)
"Erik Lionheart...Gatekeeperrr…" the familiar voice howled, almost unintelligible like a whisper but there's no mistaking it, it called my name. "We're coming for you…" the voice faded with an evil maniacal laughter.
"Did you hear that?" I asked.
"Hear what?" Ishtar asked.
"Never mind."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, don't mind me."
The chamber was filled with unimaginable riches—gold coins piled high, glittering gems scattered across the floor, ornate jewelry, and ancient artifacts that gleamed in the dim light. It was a treasure trove beyond our wildest dreams.
Everyone erupted in joy. Cries of delight and astonishment filled the air as the applicants rushed forward, their eyes wide with excitement. They started to sift through the piles of treasure, holding up glittering necklaces and weighing heavy gold coins in their hands. The atmosphere was electric with hope and anticipation.
