The night was cool, something that wasn't uncommon in the desert. Despite what people may think, nights in the desert get deceptively cold, but inside the rugged tent, the after effects of the activities left a warmth that was undeniable.
Despite being held on both sides, Laz slowly rose and left the tent, walking into the cool night air. From the view, he could see fires had been lit all around the temple, giving it an ancient and imposing look, like someone had reached down and snatched the entire area out of the pages of history before dropping it off here.
While the sight was impressive, what truly caught his attention was the red glow coming from the top of the temple, a pulsing light that shone out from a large basin that sat on the top of the stone structure. From where Laz stood, he could see over the lip of the basin, but not enough to see what was causing the glow.
