A deity's greed

"Jaegar!" The whisper, soft yet unmistakable, echoed through the cavern, causing Jaegar to freeze in his tracks. Jaegar looked confused, looking around the dark space, wondering if what he heard was correct or just an illusion.

Even Kaeso, stunned by the mysterious voice, found himself rooted to the spot. "Wh-what was that?" he stammered, his eyes wide with astonishment.

For Jaegar, the whisper stirred something deep within him, a primal instinct urging him forward towards the source of the ethereal call. Though he couldn't discern its origin or purpose, he felt compelled to follow its beckoning voice.

The path to the statues grew narrower and more treacherous, with the ground slick with moisture beneath their feet.

Kaeso watched Jaegar walk ahead as if he weren't bothered by the surrounding darkness, and he felt like something was watching him. But he couldn't stay behind, so he followed Jaegar closely.