The glowing stardust rose from the marble basin, hovering in the air like a cloud of tiny golden stars. As the master records of the Archive unlocked, a massive wave of ancient information began to surge into the chamber.
Even with the Five Relics stabilized and the stone shell gone, the sheer volume of five thousand years of history was overwhelming. Sagiri felt his knees buckle slightly under the immense cognitive pressure as thousands of books, maps, and treatises pressed against his mind.
Before his boots could touch the stone floor, Kaka stepped forward and grabbed Sagiri's right forearm with an iron grip. Kaka's rough northern face was split with a broad, stubborn grin as he held his Chief steady.
"Did you already forget what we told you at the gate, Sagiri?" Kaka laughed, pulling him firmly back onto his feet. "You don't get to carry five thousand years of history by yourself."
