STEP!
STEP!
STEP!
The sound of footsteps echoed through the large golden-tiled balcony as Commander Zoltan stepped forward.
Floating by his side was the blue orb, within which stood White, looking forward at the massive golden door in the distance.
There were no words uttered between them, the entire walk in silence, and finally they arrived before the golden gate.
Stretching both hands forward, Commander Zoltan pressed his palms on the doors, sending ripples of golden light before he exerted strength, pushing open the massive doors.
White expected a flurry of light, but the world within that door was black, with motes of gold filtering through the air, providing illumination.
The first thing he saw was the two guards, who bowed to Commander Zoltan before stepping to the side, allowing them in, and that was when he saw that unmistakable presence.
Suspended in a massive cylindrical tube, filled to the brim with golden liquid, was the hulking five-meter-tall creature.
