As Kain stepped through an ornately carved door in the direction indicated by the receptionist, the grand and ancient atmosphere from the reception area transitioned into a smaller, more plain space.
The room was dimly lit, the unadorned walls a stark contrast to the opulent surroundings he had just left.
Unlike the rest of the building, this chamber was mostly devoid of decoration, save for a single pedestal in the center that drew his attention.
The pedestal was made of the same gleaming solvanium alloy as the medallion in his hand, and reached about the height of Kain's stomach. At its top, there was a circular groove, perfectly matching the size and shape of the medallion Kain had been given.
As he approached, the groove began to faintly hum with a soft, resonating tone, as though it could sense the medallion's proximity, and Kain immediately placed the medallion into the groove.
