On the floating island.
After issuing his orders, Shawn landed before the Golden Temple, holding the Eternal Scepter and the Crystal Skull he had summoned.
He folded his wings, then solemnly placed Helga's skull in a white jade case before putting it into his ring.
He looked up at the pair of raven statues by the entrance.
Suddenly, he remembered that Ravenclaw and Odin were distantly related.
The wizarding world really was too small. If anyone cared to trace their ancestry back a few generations, they could find some family connection.
He did not linger, but walked into the divine palace at an unhurried pace.
Beyond the entrance lay the main hall.
There was nothing particularly unusual about its layout. The spacious hall was empty and solemn, with only the throne atop the high dais at the far end drawing the eye.
It was much like his own Throne Palace. Every aspect of the design served to emphasize the authority of the one who stood above all others.
Shawn had intended to sit up there and get an early taste of what being a "God King" felt like.
Then he would look for a study or secret chamber and see what Slytherin and Odin had left for those who came after them.
But just then, Purple Shadow suddenly teleported over. Without a word, the bird placed a huge talon on his shoulder and, in a flash of purple light, teleported away with Shawn.
Inside a heavily guarded chamber covered in runes, a spherical orb of light dozens of feet across floated above a magic array. Countless silver threads coursing with immense energy connected it to the surrounding walls.
After Purple Shadow brought Shawn there, he kept studying the orb that supplied power to the entire floating island.
Its vast, overwhelming