C142 Space Divine Arts Two Consecutive Uses

Bathed in divine light, the metal door appeared resplendent.

Yet, its beauty did nothing to ease Lin Fann's tension.

He stood before the door, inhaling deeply.

A single step could mean life or death.

If he could enter, there might be a sliver of hope for a turnaround.

But if not, certain death awaited.

The door had become Lin Fann's threshold between life and death