Three thousand years ago, when the Sky-Splitting Tribe established relations with the lich cemetery.
This embassy was built specifically for them.
It was also where the first chieftain of the Sky-Splitting Tribe once lived.
Violet looked at the building before her, her body trembling slightly.
She could clearly feel the bloodline Resonance coming from within the structure.
It was a call from her ancestors, an imprint etched deep into her soul.
She took a deep breath and walked toward the altar in the center of the ruins.
Logan walked beside her, slowly spreading the pressure of his 81 stars.
Five-colored rule lights formed a stable barrier around him, protecting Violet inside.
He could sense that the ruins were filled with complex rune arrays.
If anything went wrong, he would protect Violet instantly and neutralize any danger.
