After wandering for half a day and traveling a hundred miles, Kent and Tata Lan stopped before a rock throne, situated like a living thing. On the way, they both collected several valuable herbs.
The throne before them, stood on a high platform, accessible by a grand staircase with 32 steps. Each step bore a statue of a lady warrior, each in a different pose, holding various weapons with a look of stern vigilance.
The air around the throne seemed charged with an ancient energy, an invisible force that made the hairs on Kent's neck stand on end. He sensed something was amiss, the statues' eyes seeming to follow them as they moved. The throne itself exuded a palpable aura, as though it was aware of their presence.
"Big brother, why are you wasting time before this rock statue? Let's go... there are several herbs on the path ahead," Tata Lan said, her face marked with confusion.
