[Third Person View]
The brief chat between Ren and Vexa came to an end when Falco indicated it was time to move forward—or somewhere else, since the chamber they were in had already changed.
Nobody had sensed anything different, and they were quite unaware of the fact that it was now impossible to retrace their path from where they had entered. While the ceiling of the sky hung above them the same as before, the walls of the chamber seemed nonexistent—or simply too far away for even Ren to sense them with his heightened vision. It was as if he couldn't pierce through the veil of murky smoke that slithered across the floor.
"So, it's about to start." Falco looked around, searching for something in every direction.
It took him a few seconds before he pointed behind Ren.
"There." The young dragon indicated a tiny speck of dim golden light. From afar, it looked like a firefly, hovering mindlessly in the distance, yet still visible through the murky smoke that permeated the area.
