Herald snapped his fingers, and a butler dressed in a tailored black suit soon stepped forward. In his hands was a small chest adorned with glowing golden runes, casting flickers of light across the room.
The butler approached Herald's seat and carefully handed him the chest before retreating silently to the corner of the room.
With slowness, Herald placed the chest on the table before him, allowing the runes' glow to draw everyone's attention.
The air seemed to thicken as he opened it, revealing an object that immediately caused a collective gasp.
Inside lay what appeared to be a severed root, but this was no ordinary piece of wood.
It glowed softly, emanating a divine light that bathed the room in a warm, golden hue. The divine aura radiating from the root was so profound that even the most stoic among them couldn't help but gaze in awe.