Lyle stared at the spot where Zamir had disappeared for a minute or two before he removed his eyes with a smile. His life had suddenly turned more complicated, however it was not a bad thing. A small smile played on his lips as he picked up a few artifacts and hastily left the room.
He had relived nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine years in that room and he had no idea how long it took in the outside world. His heart thumped and he longed to see Raizel, it really felt like it had been so long, so very long,
He opened the door and met the same familiar staircase which he had once climbed to the peak of the White Stairs his life as Lucas. A nostalgic smile bloomed on his face and he spread his spiritual sense around the tomb. Maybe it was the rivers he had comprehended or his state of time, however, his spiritual sense was even more potent and powerful, accurately finding Raizel's energy at the top of the steps.
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