Deep inside the Royal Palace of the Northern Kingdom, the King walked slowly through a dimly lit chamber, where only a faint glow illuminated the center of the room.
At the very heart of the chamber, two men sat in a meditative posture, their backs pressed against each other, eyes closed.
The elemental particles in the air were so dense that they were visibly swirling around them, drawn into their bodies like streams of light.
As the King stepped into the illuminated center, the first man facing him slowly opened his eyes, he was draped in luxurious robes, his long white hair tied neatly behind him in the style of eastern martial artists.
Behind him sat another figure, the Lord Protector of the Northern Kingdom, a revered warrior whose duty had long been to safeguard the realm.