"This is the place."
Sword Master Funiu led Roger across the stone bridge to the giant bear statue. As they approached, the massive maw of the bear opened up, revealing its full set of ferocious fangs.
Inside its mouth were several items.
A fist-sized stone, a necklace, and an axe.
On these three items, Roger felt a familiar power.
It belonged to the West.
The energy of the entire space was incredibly chaotic, and looking up, all he could see was darkness.
He couldn't determine where he was. Was it the deep abyss?
Or some land of eternal night?
"Behind the statue, entering through the beast's mouth will lead to the place I mentioned."
As he spoke, the bear's menacing jaw closed and opened again, and the items that had been placed within it had now vanished without a trace.
What appeared next was a mottled wall, covered with countless cracks.
