"Someone got here before us, Brother Ade."
Tianlan lay on a mound, curiously observing the situation below.
Not far away was the group of pyramids in the middle of the valley, which at a glance looked very much like the style of pyramids found in the rainforests of Central America on Earth, but more ancient and majestic. The pyramids protruded from the forest like spires, and the ancient spells of the Xinsas Ritualists from the previous era still lingered in the valley, so some spires were still floating around.
This used to be the center of the dark Holy City of Xinsas, but now its original masters had long departed, and the place had been submerged by the Forest Sea over the long course of history. When vines climbed over the boulders, all that met the eye were the scars of moss.
