Metal groaned. The massive vault door rumbled, gears grinding as it slowly began to open. Ben and Elvira exchanged glances. Ben clicked his tongue. "Tch. Annoying bastard." A bitter feeling settled in his chest. The way things ended didn't sit right with him. He felt like they were just being toyed with. "So this is how those so-called caretaker ruins go?" His voice carried a trace of frustration. "Feels like it's just playing with us."
Both of them knew the truth. That knight could have kept fighting. Worse, it was getting stronger. That eerie energy alone was enough to set off every warning in Ben's mind. Mocking gestures aside, it was clear something wasn't right. Elvira, deep in thought, spoke after a moment. "That energy… it feels similar to the one coming from your artifact."
