At the same time, outside the relic vault chamber—
While Julius Evans was inside, barely surviving against the wrath of the snow guardian spirit, a young man approached the gate to the vault.
And that young man… was Gareth Valstein.
He had come for the Enhancement Orb.
Getting into the lower levels of the estate should've been simple—he had the blood, the clearance, the name. But something felt off the moment he reached the chamber.
The air was tense. The atmosphere… wrong.
Gareth was already in a foul mood. A full month under house arrest courtesy of his father had done little for his temper. And now this—this nonsense from the chamber guard—was quickly becoming the final straw.
"You're telling me what, exactly?" Gareth growled, his sharp eyes narrowing at the man blocking his path. "That I already went inside?"
Vox, the chamber guard, was pale as paper.
