Sylas' gaze swept through the region. He could feel that the location he was looking for was beneath his feet, but how could he get there?
'Runes…'
When the thought came to him, Sylas stopped using his eyes and relied on his visualization. Soon, he had found exactly what he was looking for.
The inside of the temple, if one ignored all the blood pooling around everywhere now, had quite a minimalistic and earthy vibe to it. The colors were warm, and stone was used pretty much everywhere. There were even some locations where elements of the outside were brought in.
Grassy walkways, walls of greenery, and even some open-air windows that shone the moonlight down from above.
However, when Sylas found a nook in a hidden corner of one of the temple's libraries, the contrast was immediate.
From minimalistic, wealth was continuously thrown at his face to the point it felt almost gaudy.
