The hero felt tiny in the grand cavern, where the walls appeared to have been chiseled by giants. The carvings depicted past events and were covered in enigmatic writings. She looked behind and peered over the rim of the precipice into the fathomless darkness. She trembled slightly - it might have been the chilly air or her growing angst. She strained her ears for the faintest noise, but the abyss was dead silent, so she looked away.
The only light came from the Soulstone fragments that lay there in the remaining debris. The hero wondered what it might have looked like before it shattered, nonetheless it was breathtaking. She stepped forward into the stone and it enveloped her.
