Sahi continued moving forward, his steps hesitant yet determined. The barren desert stretched endlessly, silent and foreboding, as if no living soul dared to tread here. The air was cold and dense, carrying an eerie energy that seemed to press against his chest. Suddenly, his eyes caught a faint glimmer of light—a golden glow flickering faintly between the jagged rocks in the distance.
For a moment, he doubted his own senses, attributing the sight to exhaustion or a trick of the desolate landscape. Yet, as he squinted and focused, the golden light pulsed softly, growing more distinct with each passing second. It was no illusion; it was calling to him.
Driven by an inexplicable pull, Sahi moved toward the light. Each step was a battle against the dense, suffocating atmosphere of the desert. The ground beneath him shifted, dry stones crunching loudly in the silence. As he approached, the environment began to change subtly. The lifeless terrain gave way to something different—a shimmering ground that reflected faint rays of sunlight breaking through the oppressive clouds above.
The golden light seemed to originate from the center of this treasure field, illuminating the entire area with an almost divine radiance. But beneath the beauty, Sahi felt unease, as though the treasures were alive, watching and waiting.