As Lis entered the palace, the heavy doors slowly closed behind him, but the sunlight spilling from above kept the interior from being dim.
Upon stepping into the gray stone palace, one could feel an ancient and profound strength permeating the air.
On the left and right walls of the palace, intricate and exquisite patterns were carved, telling the myths and legends of the Elf Clan. These patterns seemed to sway gently in the faint light as if alive, guiding one's gaze into every corner of the palace and transporting them through time to the Clan's glorious history.
In the palace, numerous Divine Statues stood silently amidst the falling sunlight; although their features were hazy, their postures—majestic, compassionate, or heroic—made each statue appear lifelike, as if they might awaken from slumber at any moment.
Above these Divine Statues shone a sacred radiance, the Divine Power of the Elf Gods and the protection and blessings they bestowed.
