Power truly is everything...
Jared lamented inwardly.
The warship glided into the corridor, three hundred Golden Armor Guards marching behind it, an unstoppable river bound for level six.
The golden warship hurtled through the void corridor with the certainty of a royal decree. Its hull glowed with spiritual light, and that sanctified sheen pushed the swirling chaotic energy aside until not even a tremor touched the deck.
Jared leaned against the rail amid the rush of windless speed. Below him, rows of Golden Armor Guards stood motionless, polished cuirasses catching every stray glint. His gaze drifted past them to the bow where Onneas watched the horizon.
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