Chapter 354: The Pathfinders

Kain stepped into the Pathfinders' building and immediately felt as though he had travelled back in time or entered another world.

The very air contributed to the antiquated atmosphere as the scent of various herbs mingled with the scent of aged parchment and something faintly sweet, like the sap of ancient trees.

The lighting was dim, provided not by modern fixtures but by softly glowing orbs encased in sconces shaped like dragon claws, which looked as though they'd been chiselled from some black shining metal that faintly pulsed with spiritual power.

The floor beneath his feet was a patchwork of materials: some tiles gleamed with the sheen of polished stone, while others had the silver and gold speckled coloured reflective quality of a metal Kain had only read about in ancient texts—solvanium, a legendary alloy said to calm the mind and amplify the spiritual energy of those who stood on it.