Astaroth went back to the task at hand as he closed his skill window.
The two boys in the hole looked at him, grinning, without understanding. Was he happy at being able to control his skill?
They did not know he had just made the spell, that it was a new one. But Astaroth would not tell them, anyway.
He started looking inside the hole, which was now brightly lit. He could see the rock surface of the walls better now, and what he saw fascinated him.
There were runes etched across the whole pit, in a spiraling fashion, that went from the bottom to the top. He couldn't discern if they were letters or pictograms, since he couldn't understand any of them.
He looked on in awe until the dwarf snapped him back to reality.
"Excuse me, mister. But could you help us out, instead of looking at the walls?" The dwarf asked.
Astaroth looked at him incredulously. Was he not interested in the carvings?
