Aren kept moving forward, and not long after, he saw something take form inside the fog, a door. Its black metal surface blended with the fog, but the blood red glowing crystals at the center gave some light.
It was marked in a symmetrical manner, with exactly the same pattern on either side. It looked like an abstract drawing of an angel kneeling, both facing each other.
"We've found it," he muttered.
Athena walked to his side, her eyes lingered on the door, then she looked at Aren. "Do we go through?" she asked.
"Yeah, we should, but I have a few questions," he muttered and turned around, looking at the fog behind them. "What is the correlation of this place to what's behind the door?"
"I find it hard to believe that these angels would make a trial that doesn't function well, everything has at least had some sort of reliable connection," Aren said. He took a few steps away from the door.
