It felt like the air was being tautly pulled here.
Without a doubt, the thing leaking out from the open doorway was divinity. But I was getting this sense of repulsion instead from how overwhelming it was.
I looked up at the giant-like fortress up in the air.
It didn't even move an inch. All it did was stare down at us with an eerie glowing light visible under the helm.
It didn't bother with invaders that hadn't entered through the open doorway. Quite literally, it was the guardian protecting the throne inside the tomb.
"I'm really tempted now."
When I muttered that out, both Alice and Hans stared at me.
The treasured tool of the first Holy Emperor, Metatron. My desire to acquire it grew only stronger while being subjected to the angel's grand, overwhelming splendour.
My greed actually broke past the level of simple 'desire' to reach a realm previously unseen, and I even began shivering in excitement.