CHAPTER 203 - Impending Clash?

Alex stood amidst the shifting ruins of the ancient palace, arms crossed, as he watched the command crystal pulse with energy. The process of reconstructing the palace was tedious—each stone had to be reassembled, each structure carefully realigned, and each hall, chamber, and corridor meticulously restored.

He lifted his hand, the crystal floating above his palm, glowing as it sent out waves of power. Around him, broken columns slowly repaired themselves, missing pieces of shattered walls drifted back into place, and grand staircases reformed as though reversing time itself. 

The intricate golden engravings that once adorned the palace flickered back to life, shimmering under the soft glow of ambient mana.

Lilia stood beside him, arms folded, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "I still don't get it," she mused. "You were the one who destroyed this place, Alex. Why are you going through all this trouble to rebuild it?"