The door to the king's tomb was wide open. When Sin stepped inside, he felt the cold and chilling aura in the air again.
It was just like when he entered the room for the first time. This time, however, there wasn't a bloodthirsty ogre waiting for him.
Sin walked over to the tomb of the king, forcing it open with a push.
A gust of wind thrust forward, pushing Sin's hair back as stale air overwhelmed the room.
"From the feeling I get when I enter this room... I know that your Spirit still remains here, Ogre King." Sin muttered, addressing the half-skeleton body of the large ogre.
Many years ago, the king's guards were enchanted with a Spirit Energy array that made them undead.
This immortalized them from death due to natural causes, but still kept them vulnerable to death by outside forces.
They protected the king for many years, hoping to one day get revenge on the Drake species and free the Spirit of their king from this dungeon.
