Buzz
A buzzing sound rang out and the small tile that had melted began to rise.
Soon, it had risen above my height and continued, before finally stopped and started to spread and then solidified, turning into a pristine white gate like the tile earlier.
'Nine Stonod Gates,'
I read the words above it. It didn't make sense to me, without a context, but I was still able to intuit something with the words.
"Let go," she turned and took a step took a step toward it, before stopping after the first step.
She saw I didn't move from my place and turned to me with a question.
"Where does it lead to?" I asked, to which she sighed.
"It's a challenge; there are nine runic gates in it. Each gate had a different pool with different abilities."
"I was able to clear the eight gates, but the ninth one is beyond me," she replied with a sigh.
