While climbing down the vine-like steps, going one step closer into that dark abyss, Xinya's body suddenly passed through an invisible barrier of sorts and the dungeon transformed from complete darkness to something quite beautiful, but he was aware that the most beautiful things are always the most dangerous. His life experience taught him that, for sure.
Xinya looked at Melting Snow, who was looking around the place in wonder, or making sure he got a shot of everything for his recording, Xinya didn't quite know. What he knew was that this place was lovely. It was as if they were back outside, but it was night instead of daytime .
They were underground, but the minerals from the rocks sparkled like stars when they were hit with the light of the glowing plants that were all around. There were tall grasses everywhere and herbs patches that were scattered around, but what caught his eye the most was the statue that was standing against the wall in the room.
