The stone coffin was stacked with a dazzling layer of gold, silver, and gems. Even with just a sliver of torchlight, everything sparkled like a treasure chest straight out of a dream.
That scorching wave of greed surged up and filled every inch of Darius' mind and body.
"I'm rich… I'm filthy rich…" he muttered, practically shaking with excitement.
Shoulder braced against the heavy lid, he threw his full weight into pushing it open even more. Finally, with a series of harsh, grinding screeches, the several-hundred-pound stone lid slid open by two-thirds.
That gap was more than enough, and he could easily crawl inside and grab whatever he wanted. However, instead of diving in, Darius crept back to the doorway and peeked outside again.
He had no idea if Lenny had caught wind of all the noise he had made just now. After a quick glance, he let out a relieved breath.
He thought, 'Thank goodness! That greedy bastard is still too focused on looting, completely oblivious to what's g