A sharp pang of regret moved through him when he thought about the inheritance. He had not entered the Reliquary merely to survive. He had entered it to grow, to gain the Rune Sovereign's knowledge, and to secure a path that could carry him higher. Now that chance had been ripped away before he could even understand what had changed. Still, the pain did not last long, because a more urgent truth replaced it. He had gained a great deal inside the ruin as well. The rune knowledge he had obtained, the cultivation methods he had refined, and the experience of surviving under the Reliquary's brutal trials were all still his. He needed time to digest all of it, and he needed a safe place to do so.
