Pain returned to normal size, it was feeling drained of energy and needed to sleep to regain strength. It wrapped around Viktor’s wrists and went into deep sleep.
Viktor sat up, noticing the bite mark on the uprooted rock. He glanced at his beast, recognizing its exhaustion and shrunken size.
He brushed the dirt off himself and approached the ring cautiously, scanning for hidden traps. Its design resembled intertwined roots.
Finding no hidden traps, he picked the ring cautiously, its cold surface sent a chill through his palm as he examined it.
“Boom!!!”
The ceiling collapsed, triggering the room to tremble and crumble.
Viktor wore the ring, the only option of safeguarding it; all his sweat couldn’t be for nothing, because the ring fell through the cracks.