บท 608: One's power

I don't know what I expected to see upon entry to the room. Maybe some kind of great artefacts that would elevate the worthiness of this entire city in my eyes? Maybe some grand art that was bound to show me how little I knew about the true power of the immortals? 

In the end, the testing room that I entered with Eve turned out to be nothing to be awed at. Its walls were made out of bare bricks, while the floor consisted of some kind of material that was pretty harsh to touch. But what mattered right now, was that no matter what was the intent of the builders and architects behind this place, it failed to achieve any positive impression on me.