12 Altars had been activated, causing twelve streaks of light to pierce through the clouds. Laced with divinity, the pillars of light served as an oppressive measure towards the demon lord, who threatened the survival of many.
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A rough, seemingly brown hue radiated from a stone enshrouded in lush, verdant greenery. The hue surrounding the stone was faint and flickering as if threatening to exhaust its energy. Yet, within the tiny stone, there remained unimaginable power in the form of divinity.
The sound of footsteps echoed near the stone, after which a rough, pale hand pierced through the bushes. The hand grabbed the stone, tightening its grip on the object as if it were the most precious stone in the world.
Then, the hand retracted, disappearing from the bushes.
"You got it?" Sarah asked, to which Eric nodded. The latter opened his grip, displaying the stone before stuffing it into his pocket.