Chapter 115 - The Artifact’s Trial

The hundred-and-ninth dawn bathed Kael El's Ashen Empire in a fractured golden glow, the continental dominion—a sprawling colossus—humming with an eerie calm. The capital's skyline soared—bone steel keeps dwarfed by the Golden Colossus, its hundred-meter frame a radiant titan, core pulsing a volatile violet-gold that cast glitching shadows across the plaza. Kael stood in the heart of the capital's grand archive, a cavernous hall of bone and gold, Stormforged Blade sheathed at his side, shard-pommel humming like a distant storm. EX: Dragonflame Reaver glowed at his hip, Stormhide Armor scorched but polished, the wraiths' claws and Lyra's chaos fading in his grazed arm. His flirty smirk wavered, a cool dominance masking a raw dread—the sealed rift, the "Error," and Rhea's trembling plea burned in his blood. He flexed EX: Gold Dominion, golden veins threading through the archive's floor, molten and heavy, answering the shard's restless hum.