Kapitel 152: The Vault (2)

"Well... isn't it fitting of an Archmage?" I couldn't help but smirk as the glyphs shimmered, casting faint shadows on the stone walls. But even as I took in the sight, my thoughts drifted back to how I'd ended up here.

Before leaving Rackenshore, I had been carefully planning my next move. The victory over the bandits had earned me some peace and goodwill from the Baron, but I knew my journey was far from over. While most would be satisfied with the praise and offers of comfort, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more I needed to accomplish.

The sword tournament.

That had been the key.