Note: Bonus Chapter for Golden Tickets! Thank You guys for the help!
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Inside the War Ground, Kent searched swiftly through the northern resting structure. He ignored the broken treasures that lined the walls and focus on finding resources.
"Time is the cruellest enemy. Everything here is a witness of what it once was. Sadly, everything was lost in time." Kent muttered while staring at the broken and soiled treasures.
Suddenly Kent heard a faint whisper close to his ear. He hurriedly turned around to see where the sound was coming from. But nothing caught his eye.
His sharp gaze swept over the halls. wild blood-colored trees had twisted their way through the structure, their roots splitting through once-polished floors. Broken relics and decayed treasures lay scattered, dulled by time's relentless decay.
The whispers came again—soft, indistinct, and fleeting. Kent frowned as he heard the whisper from time to time.