Kyle took the first step down the grey marble staircase. As his feet touched the ancient slabs, he involuntarily flinched.

Azazel and Droigheann followed just a step behind, along with Cacophus, who chose to float next to them.

“AMAZING, IT HAS BEEN PRESERVED PERFECTLY!” The Lich exclaimed, pausing just a few steps in, and carefully inspecting the waist high walls preventing them from falling off the side. “LOOK AT THIS CRAFTMANSHIP!”

Kyle shot a glance at the waist hight wall. It was covered in intricate carvings from top to bottom. Just a few meters of this wall must have taken weeks to create, if not more. “Yeah, it’s amazing.”

“Just like the legends.” Droigheann carefully ran his finger along the carvings. “A city of ancient wonders, housing powers beyond imagination, made from the most beautiful materials by the best craftsmen ever to grace the face of this world.”

“Seems about right.” Azazel pointed at the buildings. “Any one of these would have taken months to perfect, if not y