The tenth statue, exuding a quiet strength, asked, "What is that which does not close its eyes even while sleeping?"
"A fish," Kent replied without hesitation.
The step shimmered and turned golden, and the tenth statue bowed. Kent's determination was unwavering as he stepped onto the eleventh platform.
The eleventh statue, her expression serene, posed her question, "What is it that travels alone, and yet is never lonely?"
"Sun," Kent responded, recalling the eternal wisdom.
The step glowed gold, and the eleventh statue bowed deeply. Kent ascended to the twelfth step with renewed vigor.
The twelfth statue, her eyes like deep pools of knowledge, asked, "What is it that, though full, remains empty?"
"A cloud," Kent replied thoughtfully.
The transformation to gold was swift, and the twelfth statue bowed in acknowledgment. Kent pressed on, reaching the thirteenth step.
