El dorado

Just like it usually happened whenever Uriel activated his trait, his presence wasn't corporeal, the only difference being that he could neither move nor speak. It wasn't unexpected, though, as just a few seconds ago he stabbed himself in the heart and was probably dying right now.

"Are the preparations ready?" A tall man wearing a white mantle with what seemed to be orichalcum shoulder pads asked the man kneeling next to him. After receiving an affirmative answer the man nodded in satisfaction. "Bring Dearest one."

The servant quickly retreated and Uriel took the chance to examine the chamber they were in. It looked like an exact replica of Kukulkan's pyramid, but much larger and made in rich otherworldly materials. Time seemed to accelerate until a woman walked in and grabbed the man's arm.