"Let's go. I'll take you to the teleportation chamber that'll return you to your planet," Lady Virelia said with a soft smile, her voice calm and melodic as always.
Max gave Lord Harthorne a polite nod and followed Lady Virelia out of the grand Treasure Hall, the echoes of their footsteps fading beneath the towering halls filled with power and ancient relics.
As they stepped through a few connecting corridors, guarded by faint glowing sigils and sealed doors, they finally arrived at a quiet chamber bathed in pale blue light. At the center of the room stood a raised teleportation platform, its surface etched with runes that pulsed faintly, waiting to be activated.
Resting lazily near the edge of the platform was a familiar figure—the parrot spirit, its feathers bright and shimmering with hues of blue and gold.
