"It's like an ancient ruin." Nerim's voice bounced off the walls as her torch flickered in the air.
Asmodeus followed beside her while inspecting the runes engraved into the walls in a strange sequence. 'I can't read them but...' Some runes spoke of gods, and their warriors... with images that resembled the Arbiters.
"Strange, the images depict a story, do you know what it means, Nerim?"
He couldn't decide if these were oracles or prophecies about the future, or speaking of past events on the mainland.
"I don't know." She responded with a blunt but honest answer. As a mermaid-kin warrior, she likely wasn't that connected to the religious history of this continent. Which meant Asmodeus could only keep trying to understand.
"Don't worry about it, let's keep going."
"Mm..."
Monsters appeared every so often, but they weren't like above.
