Chapter 49: Reflections (2)
The Winter General's tomb resembled the hidden lair of an ice elemental.
Anything not forged from blue stone was crafted from ice or snow marble. Above them, a ceiling carved out of a white void cast an eternal glow across the entire space, its radiance bathing the ice chamber in sparkling light.
Though the entire floor was coated in ice, slipping seemed impossible. Naturally, drifts of icy mist rolled across the area.
In the center of the chamber stood three pristine ice tables, each serving a single purpose—to hold three precious items belonging to the Winter General and unlock them.
Blake entered and glanced at the system messages regarding the tables.
