The old heavy iron door slowly swung open. The loud squeak sounded as if it was coming from the ancient abyss. When the door was fully opened, the ceremonial hall was in sight.
There was neither a horrible monster nor sages lunging out to attack them. But something more dangerous was inside.
Rune circle was in the ceremonial hall. It glowed, and symbols of mystery floated slowly on the ground and in the air. The enormous energy that these symbols contained looked as if it was going to burst out at any time. In the core of the rune circle where power was the most focused was a black sword. Suspended in the air, the black sword was made of a material that was as dark as the universe itself and inlaid with star-like light spots.
