As she was about to kick the door again, Ann noticed a large ruby the size of a football on a plaque beside the door. At first glance, it was not different from the mana stones. But the ruby was surrounded by engraving that was identical to those on the door.

If Eunseo had learned anything from watching all sorts of horror movies growing up. It was exactly this kind of hocus pocus that gets a person killed. 

The next thing she was going to do might either set off all the boobytraps or open the door.

But there was no time to sit and think about the consequences. The only way out of this mess was moving forward.

'Save me, universal fluff gods!'

Praying to all the rabbit gods in the world, Ann placed her hand on the ruby.

The moment she touched it, red substances flew across the engraving on the door like blood flowing through veins.

"What the hell?" Ann jerked back in reflex.

*dang*

The door opened with a dull sound.

"!"

The moment Ann stepped inside her jaw dropped.

On the other side of the door was a large room, every inch of the walls filled with paintings and murals.

The red substance from the door slithered like a snake through the walls and converged on the centerpiece on the ceiling, igniting it with bright light.

The room in itself was straight out of a fantasy movie.

The centerpiece was designed in the shape of a golden lion looking down at the center of the room. 

'Isn't golden lion symbol of the imperial family?' Ann's eyes darted down.

Below the golden lion was two elevated platforms sculpted in white stone covered with golden engravings. 

Behind the platforms was a small pond with a fountain brimming with crystal clear water. And in the center of the pond, stood the majestic statue of the Goddess of Eir with enclosed hands.

The statue was surrounded by plants and veins containing small flowers that produced a pleasant fragrance.

Then it struck her.

"Graves. These are graves" Ann took a closer step.

She had never heard of graves in Orion that had Goddess Eir's statues beside them. 

Considering Eir was the goddess of life it was not completely out of bounds to have her guide through the afterlife too. Since most people in Orion believed in life after death. It was well within the realm of possibility.

But the said practice has been withdrawn in centuries since the establishment of the empire.

Though the rest of the place was covered with dust and bird nests owing to the years. There wasn't a speck of dust on either of the graves.

Just as she was about to touch the first grave,

"ROAR!"

The alpha ogres came bursting into the room.

"!"

Ann withdrew her hand.

In a panic, she searched for anything she could use as a weapon. 

At that moment, she spotted a sword in front of one of the graves. It was fixed on a stone platform with a cover.

It looked like the sword suffered from a serious case of tuberculosis. It seemed blunt from being covered in rust and dirt having laid there for hundreds of years without receiving proper care.

Surviving As A Cannon FodderWhere stories live. Discover now