The elders led Erend down another series of tunnels, their dim glow a stark contrast to the heavy tension settling over the group. The silence stretched, broken only by the steady rhythm of their footsteps against the stone. When they descended Erend felt a faint almost electric charge that prickled against his senses.
Then they entered a vast, cavernous hall. Scattered across the polished stone floor lay massive, shimmering blue bones. Though disjointed and incomplete, the skeleton radiated a faint energy that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
Even in death, it carried an undeniable presence. Erend stopped a few paces from the nearest bone — a fragment of what appeared to be a rib — and reached out with his senses. The energy pulsing faintly from the bones felt ancient and foreign, yet deeply powerful. He could barely imagine the power this goddess must have wielded when she was alife.
