Kira rushed into the chamber, breathing heavily, and stopped right at the entrance.
The resonance crystals were there.
But not on the floor as she expected; they were on the ceiling, dozens of them, hanging like shimmering stalactites, each pulsing with its own blue-green light.
They looked like living stars reflecting off each other, creating an underground constellation that illuminated the entire chamber with a soft glow.
"This must be it..." Kira thought, looking up, estimating the height, about eight meters to the ceiling.
She involuntarily sniffed the air and smelled a familiar scent mixed with mineral and ancient dust.
~Gandloaf~.
He had been there before. Many times. The scent was ingrained in the stone, in the walls, like an olfactory memory of years working in that space.
The cave trembled again, stronger this time, small stones falling from the ceiling.
"I don't have time."
