Chapter 28 – The Vault Beyond Victory
The last echoes of battle faded like breath against glass.
Leon stood still, his boots planted in a circle of scorched stone. The air still trembled faintly from the aftershock of his final attack, but already the silence was returning—thick, absolute.
He didn't move. Didn't lower his guard.
Frost still clung to parts of the chamber, spiderwebbing across melted black rock. Steam hissed softly from the cratered floor where his spear had struck. The monster's broken form lay just ahead, its upper half buried in cracked stone, body split and still glowing faintly with elemental residue.
A quiet hum lingered in his bones.
It wasn't fading.
He exhaled through his nose and raised a hand, slow and steady. The space before him shimmered—his storage activating. The air folded slightly inward as if it knew where to go. With a simple thought, the monster's corpse and the shattered fragments of its hammer vanished into golden light.
