We followed the Goddess of the path of the Warrior into the obelisk.
A surprisingly wide chamber greeted us. The blue stone was the same, as were the rainbow-colored lines that were etched on their surface.
I squinted my eyes and looked to the right, then to the left.
The opposite wall, which makes it sound as if the place we were in was square instead of circular as it actually was, stood some one hundred meters from us.
I walked to Shorvanna and pointed at the ceiling. "Are we underground?" I asked, not sure if Divine beings could bend the laws of space to the point of making a 100 meter wide room inside a 30 meter wide obelisk. I could get behind teleportation without issue, but the alternative was harder to visualize.
"We are," Shorvanna confirmed. "And it's called shift,not teleportation," she corrected my thoughts, or someone else's.
I nodded, looking around.
There was nothing in sight. Only the floor, the walls, and the ceiling. There was no echo either.
