After a series of amazements, they finally arrive at the grand palace. Its sheer size alone is overwhelming, its towering spires reaching into the sky, polished stone reflecting the golden glow of the enchanted lights lining its walls.
The soldiers march in silence, their heads tilting back as they take in the scale of the palace. But what truly makes them stop in their tracks is the sight of the being guarding the entrance.
A monster clad in golden armor.
The figure stands motionless, exuding an aura of sheer dominance. The polished plates of its armor gleam under the soft glow of the palace's light, reflecting distorted images of the soldiers staring at it. Though its face is hidden behind an ornate helm, its presence alone is suffocating.
One of the soldiers gulps. "That's not just any guard…"
A deep, resounding hum echoes as the enchanted gates part effortlessly, revealing the throne chamber within.