Michael vowed silently, following her into the unknown.
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The two emerged into a colossal golden hall, its vastness dwarfing the garden.
Two intricate rune circles were etched into the polished floor. Michael's gaze swept across the hall, taking in the sight of Chronos, and the formidable female commander, who clad in gleaming golden armor and a helmet that obscured her features. Standing at attention around the perimeter of the hall were numerous other soldiers, all similarly adorned in golden plate.
"You?"
Michael's voice held a note of surprise as he recognized Chronos.
"Hello, Michael."
Chronos greeted him with a formal nod and a reserved smile.
Michael returned the nod, his eyes then following Guinevere as she walked with purpose towards one of the glowing runes and stood within its intricate markings.
""Michael."" She called out, gesturing towards the second, identical rune.
