Myron was now standing at the entrance of the chambers in which the pillar was present. Behind him, the soldiers lay dead or passed out. The number wasn't much, as a lot of them left for the battle with the count. So the castle remained unguarded at the moment.
Inadrys had been stuffing his mind for a while, telling him to be quick. He told him that Jolthar was getting stronger and he needed to finish him.
Inadrys's command echoed in his mind: "Find the chamber. Find the boy."
The marble floors cracked beneath Myron's footsteps, the energy radiating from his body in waves of electric blue and silver. While he was coming here, his mind was swirling with thoughts of Inadrys and his voice. It was starting to get annoying. But he did listen to Inadrys as he now stood here. He, for himself, wanted to see what Jolthar was doing here while the army had gone out to fight.
