C171 A king is not an accident

In the main hall, the four walls were joined together, and there was not a single ray of sunlight. There were no lights inside, and everything was as black as ink.

Listening carefully, the faint sound of breathing could be heard in the darkness.

Suddenly, a white light lit up from the depths of the cave. In the center was a lamp wick that was burning with a bone-chilling, ice-cold flame