Hearing the Grand Librarian's command, Randy hesitated for a moment, his gaze fixed upon the enigmatic symbols beneath his feet. The platform upon which Randy stood was adorned with intricate symbols and glyphs that seemed to pulse with otherworldly energy. They shifted and morphed, reminiscent of ancient runes yet infinitely more complex. They were unlike any runes Randy had ever seen, their complexity hinting at their origins as the very foundation of the runic language itself.
Randy was mesmerized by the ancient runes beneath, but he forcefully extricated himself, making up his mind as he looked toward the Grand Librarian. As he took his first tentative step, he felt a surge of power wash over his entire spiritual body. Remaining motionless, he felt a profound pressure bearing down upon his soul, as though the very fabric of his being was being scrutinized by an unfathomable consciousness.
