The Spoils of The Trials

As I stood at the threshold of the treasure room, the chamber beyond gleamed with the promise of untold riches. The stone doors groaned as they fully opened, revealing a wide space filled with golden statues, chests overflowing with coins, and ancient relics that hummed with an almost palpable energy. The air felt heavier, charged with the weight of centuries of history and power.

I took a cautious step inside, my heart pounding in my chest. After fighting through waves of monstrous foes and a battle with a dragon of Kur, this room felt like an oasis—silent, still, and filled with rewards for my effort. The thought of what I could bring back to the real world from this trial crept into my mind. Could I carry these treasures with me? I didn't know yet, but the very idea sent a jolt of excitement through me. I needed to gather as much as I could.