Demon Art

The moment Og'tharoz closed the iron doors and increased the protection runes, a feeling of triumph mixed with the adrenaline pulsing through his veins. He knew he had gained precious time to examine the artifact and find a way to deactivate the barrier protecting the palace. With the room now silent and isolated from the sounds outside, except for the distant whisper of the guards trying to figure out how to bypass the new protections he had created, Og'tharoz turned his attention to the Source of Protection.

The crystal, masterfully carved into a shape resembling a frozen flame, emanated an aura of power that almost materialized in the air around it. 

Og'tharoz slowly approached the black obsidian pedestal, his red eyes shining with curiosity as he studied every detail of the artifact.