C45 The Confrontation Between the Two Sides

Within the eerie expanse of Mausoleum Mountain, a colossal coffin hung suspended in the void. Its form was a perfect square, jet-black and gleaming, crafted from a material that was neither gold nor wood, its true nature inscrutable.

Beside this massive sarcophagus stood a battle armor, riddled with holes and of a deep, mysterious hue. Thrust into it was a longsword