Children of Glemos (Part 3)
"No. Only the heir of Glemos can access to the key to the vaults that hold the Tyrant's legacy. I won't allow anyone but a member of the family to learn about its nature." Ryla said.
"I can be killed and my Harmonizer stolen, but if no one knows what to look for, they can never find it."
There was a fervor in her voice and a determination in her eyes that told the Tyrant that he had no other choice. He extended his hand and the moment it made contact with the Fomor's the marble isolated the wall from the arrays of the city, allowing the crystals to form a Gate.
'Shit! We are not just going past the wall, we are going somewhere else entirely. Not even Nalrond can follow me wherever our destination is.' Morok thought as Ryla pulled him through the dimensional corridor.