Chapter 531: The True Name of the Soul, The Contract of Fate

Within the silent, featureless expanse of his personal pocket dimension, Sterl sat cross-legged, his expression a mask of profound concentration. The chaotic energies of the war-torn capital were a distant, muted hum, unable to penetrate this sanctuary he had meticulously crafted. Before him floated the prize he had risked so much to obtain from the Orichalcum Kingdom's treasury: the so-called 'Soul Treasure'. It was a fist-sized, crystalline orb, shimmering with an internal light that seemed...