The hidden door slid open with a whisper of ancient mechanisms, revealing a chamber bathed in an eerie, pulsating glow.
The air inside was thick with mana, humming like a live wire. Kael stepped forward, his boots clicking against the smooth, metallic floor as his eyes adjusted to the light.
And then he saw it.
Floating inside a transparent glass containment unit was a hexagonal artifact, its sleek edges gleaming under the ambient energy.
It resembled something out of a high-tech laboratory from Earth—like a hero's arc reactor, but infused with arcane power. The core of the artifact pulsed rhythmically, as if breathing, its inner light shifting between cerulean and violet.
Kael's mana sense flared wildly. This wasn't just an artifact—it was something advanced, something that defied the natural laws of this world.
His fingers twitched with the urge to analyze it.
Without hesitation, he cast his Analyst Spell, a surge of information flooding his mind like a data stream:
