In the midst of the trembling, the flat and smooth stone floor suddenly jutted upwards, with stone pillars arranged in a spiral pattern, rising from the outside in. The height of each pillar progressively increased, until the one in the very center nearly reached the ceiling where Freya had indicated, forming a spiral staircase made of stone.
"Isn't this quite simple?" Lina shrugged, casually flipping her silver hair, and spoke as if it were no big deal, "If we want to go up, we just need to be careful not to misstep and fall off. It shouldn't be difficult for anyone now, should it?"
