Blue lights flickered underwater, dangerously alluring. Those sparks opened tiny rifts, seeping volatile magic into the dark waters. Hero rowed the boat cautiously, mindful of each splash of the oars through the electric waters. Her anxious trepidation turned into excitement, as she finally reached the grand gateway. She noticed a movement in her peripheral vision, but when she turned around everything was still. She took the moment to rest and marvel at the intricate carvings on the walls around her. These appeared to confirm some legends she had heard of this ancient civilization. They had believed that the magic was brought down from the skies by the giant Crows. Moreover, they had known the art of controlling electricity in unimaginable ways. The Crows were also believed to be messengers that could contact anyone even from the beyond. The hero was looking for a way to communicate with someone she had lost touch with long ago and she knew this place was her best chance. She continued her way into the bright narrow passage and the lights grew ever brighter, leading the way.
