The entire illusion was of a grim color while almost every part of it was covered behind a thick, gray mist. Even the sunlight that managed to shine inside was helpless against the darkness.
However, the area was not completely unlit. In Jebra's view, there were a number of light sources such as Luminous Stone lamps, flying fireflies, or… floating wraiths who were holding candles.
In fact, there was one ghastly-looking soul of a woman hovering not far from Jebra's position, who had a crimson lamp in one hand and a giant scythe in the other that seemed sharp enough to cut through solid stone.
Jebra observed more carefully and noticed energy signatures that suggested another illusion coming from the soul.
"What is this place used for? Are these things just meant to stop people from coming?"
