A flash of golden light streaked through, breaking through over a dozen barriers in succession. Roger furrowed his brow, pondering. Heyman was using methods that Roger did not understand.
Even if he knew the exact location, he had no way to sneak in quietly. If this attempt failed, his only option would be to resort to brute force.
The scene before him shifted, no longer the narrow caves and eerie underground. Blue skies and white clouds greeted Roger as he looked up, his eyes falling upon towering stone pillars.
And the giant dragon suspended from those stone pillars.
His heart pounded wildly. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging emotions.
There was no doubt.
The soul imprisoned within the dragon's body—it was Amanda's.
Instinctively, he stepped forward, but Heyman suddenly called out, "Wait a moment!"
Rumble! Crack!
