'It's this way.' Exile thought to himself as he flew through the small opening. He could feel a warmth tugging at his existence, driving him to explore that small tunnel. 'It's got to be to the First Flame Fragment, right?'
Exile was forced to land as the tunnel became narrower. 'The rocks are becoming smooth. Is it another inheritance?' Ten minutes passed as Exile followed the feeling whenever he met a crossroads. Eventually, it led him to a grand opening where another set of ruins stood.
"What's up with this place?" Exile wondered as he stared at a giant jagged structure in the centre of those ruins.
'Why are there so many ruins beneath the surface?' Exile wondered as he floated down to walk among the ruined buildings. 'They look like an older form of Skardian architecture.'
