Jonathan (Lord of the Seven Seas)'s Journal
The golden sands stretched endlessly around them. The sun burned high above, and the silence was deeper than the deepest sea. The ship now floated slowly through dry winds, its sails catching nothing but dust. In the distance, something enormous began to rise out of the dunes.
Lebewligs: (squinting at the horizon)Hey guys… what is that?Is that a pyramid?Could it be the palace?
The crew turned, eyes narrowing as the golden triangle shimmered under the blazing sun. It looked ancient—older than time, glowing faintly, half-buried in sand.
Lord of the Seven Seas: (calmly)No, Lebewligs.That's not the palace itself.That's the entrance—the path that leads us inside the real palace.
Lebewligs: (tilting his head)Wait… so that's just the way in?Then… what does the actual palace look like?
The desert wind whispered between them, dry and hot. Then, Eagle of Blaze stepped forward, eyes fixed ahead.
Eagle of Blaze: (with a knowing smile)The outside of the palace…Is shaped like a scorpion.Sharp.Venomous.Silent until it strikes.
Everyone went silent, eyes wide.
Lebewligs: (nodding quickly, half-shocked)Yes... yes... I got it!A scorpion... that's terrifying—and kind of cool.
Black Ocean: (half-laughing)I wonder what the inside looks like.
Erea's Power: (gripping his staff)Only one way to find out.
Their ship approached the base of the glowing pyramid. The sands below rumbled faintly… as if the scorpion palace knew they had arrived.