The group stepped into a huge chamber behind the room, the darkness swallowing them as the door sealed behind them again with a quiet hiss. The air was filled with the scent of metal and something faintly burnt. There are residual energy of some Magic happened and long lingered in this place.
The only light came from flickering panels scattered along the walls that pulsing erratically. But their glow were too weak to properly illuminate the room.
"This room seems important," Arlyn murmured.
No one responded. They were all too focused and too tense to muttered a reply.
The silence here pressing against their senses. Every step they took echoed faintly agaitns the metal wall like a reminder of how large the space around them was.
Aerchon took the lead, his eyes scanning for anything that might hint at the purpose of this chamber.
