At the far edge of the square rose a towering crystal tower, shrouded head to toe in pulsing Chaotic Origin Flame.

Around its foundation, the flames thickened to near-liquid, sliding like molten glass.

Jared’s own aura blazed just as fiercely; the Chaotic Fire Lotus inside his elixir field trembled with excitement.

He raised a hand, palm sheathed in solid spiritual light, and pressed against the massive door of the tower, its surface etched with esoteric flame runes.

A deep hum answered.

The living flame upon the doors sang in delight, parting like water to reveal a lotus-shaped recess at the center.

Every contour of that recess matched the Chaotic Fire Lotus in his core to flawless perfection.