Pushing open the wooden doors, rows of Magic Lamps lit up automatically, illuminating the great hall.
At the end of the hall stood three pillars of light, drawing the two of them forward.
As they approached the pillars, they could clearly see three items stored within.
"A sword, a square box, and a book. Could these be the treasures kept here?"
Velin reached out to touch them, only to be blasted away.
Seeing this, Kyle instantly teleported behind Velin, dissipated the force, and landed a hundred meters away from the pillars of light.
"Looks like we need some kind of key to retrieve the things inside." Velin steadied himself and shook his numbed arm. He had been too rash.
"If this is where the descendants of Zesita hid, then the key to opening these three pillars of light may be the bloodline of the Zesita Royal Family, or it may be some object." Kyle spoke as he faced the three pillars.
"Perhaps."
Seeing the treasures yet being unable to claim them, Velin would have been lying if he said he felt no regret.
"My lord, let me see if I can force them open. If I can't, we'll have no choice but to give up."
"Alright, give it a try."
It was a long shot. Success would be ideal, but failure would cost them nothing.
"Be careful. Don't force it."
"I understand."
Kyle nodded and motioned for Velin to retreat a thousand meters away, leaving him enough room to act.
Narrowing his eyes at the three pillars, Kyle spread his hands and conjured sacred flames.
Kyle stood in the hall as flames filled the air, burning everything around him under the control of his will.
Then he unleashed a miniature Radiance of Light. The surroundings of the great hall were