The gazes of the two elders fell upon David, with a trace of surprise and reverence in their eyes.
One of the elders slowly spoke, his voice low and hoarse, "Lord David, your power is indeed extraordinary. We can feel the pure power of ice within you, which even makes us feel a slight sense of oppression."
David nodded slightly, "Elder, I need to understand the history of the Heart of Ice and the power structure of the Ice Race. Only then can we find a way to solve the chaos of the Heart of Ice."
The elders exchanged a glance, then nodded, "Please follow us."
David followed the elders into the palace, passed through a long corridor of ice crystals, and finally arrived at a vast ice chamber.
In the center of the ice chamber stood an ancient ice crystal stele, covered densely with runes.
"This is the Holy Stele of our Ice Race." One of the elders said in a low voice, "It records the history of the Ice World and the origin of the Heart of Ice."
