[Darkness]

Oric grabs the orb and puts it in the indentation.

[Neraphym]

The same thing happens again, only this time, there is no rock blocking the door. Another Aphorite ghost descends from the ceiling.

???: "A human? This is unacceptable. Explain yourself, human! Why have you come seeking the light of our kind, the Aphorites?"

[Darkness]

"I simply came following an escaped prisoner from Exilium. I have no knowledge of this 'light of the Aphorites'."

[Neraphym]

"If you are following someone, then why haven't I seen that person already?"

[Darkness]

"I do not believe he entered these caves. He did, however, hold a weapon that was able to destroy the titans quite easily, though I had quite a bit of trouble with them, while it also seemed to draw them to it. I did not believe I would then be able to take the prisoner with him holding that weapon, so I came here, wondering where the titans were coming from and why they seemed to be attracted to his weapon."

[Neraphym]

???: "The titans do come from these caves. They, like myself guard the Light. I see you have fought my older brother, Venant. I am Haftorang, the Younger, one of the last four rules of the Aphorites! My brother and I fought against each other during the great war. It was a terrible age indeed. A weapon was created that ended the war. This was a powerful weapon that defeated Venant's forces at the battle of Blind Watchers. This is the light of our kind. We decided that this weapon was too dangerous and powerful for our kind to have, so we have hidden it away here. You have no chance to get it! Turn back now. I will even heal you, so that you might return the the surface in good health."

You are healed fully. Haftorang fades into nothingness.

[Darkness]

Oric shakes his head, obviously not content with ending his quest then. Oric leaves the room, and goes through the door to the SOUTHWEST!

[Neraphym]

As you pass by the main chamber, you see another segment of the floor has lowered itself, but this one has dropped 10 meters. The hexagonal floor 'rings' seem to form steps downward. You guess that it will become necessary to go through all the remaining doors.

You go through the archway and into a long corridor. You eventually end up in another room exactly like the others.

[Darkness]

Oric takes the orb and puts it in the indentation.

[Neraphym]

The usually happens. No rock this time, either. A ghostly Aphorite descends upon you. This Aphorite... is... HUGE!!! He's about twice as big as you normally see them.

???: "I am Satevis, the Giant!"

His voice echos through the chambre, causing dust to fall from the ceiling.

Satevis: "Why, a human! I fought many of your kind during the war! They were enslaved, you know. You'll find out more about that, later! I am quite impressed by humans! They are magnificent creatures. I would fight you to test your strength, but that would be pointless. I'd just kill you! Bwuhahahah! Anyhow, good luck getting the Light of the Aphorites. You'll surely fail! Bwuhahahaha..."

He fades away while laughing at you.

[Darkness]

"..."

Southeast.

[Neraphym]

As you pass through the main chamber, you find another step has been lowered, this time 15 meters. You do not look forward to jumping down those 5 meter drops.

You enter the southeast room and find the same thing again. You gaze up at the ceiling of stars, and for a moment you forget that you are deep inside a cramped cave.

[Darkness]

Yesyes, he puts the orb in the indentation!

[Neraphym]

The same stuff happens. Another Aphorite ghost descends. This one is quite old.

???: "Hello there, child. I am Tascheter, the wise. Ho ho ho, that is what they call me. I find it akward calling myself wise. It's not very humble is it? Ho ho!

The silly laugh leaves you uncomfortable.

Tascheter: "You seek a dangerous power. If you believe what they say about me being wise, you'd do well to listen to me. The Light of the Aphorites is not something you need to meddle with. It brings destruction and despair to all who come into contact with it. The three good rulers of the Aphorites used it and died because of it. Guarding the light from future use is our curse for having used it. Our people were forever scarred by its use. Don't make the same mistakes we did..."

With that, he fades away into the air...

[Darkness]

"... Y'all are noobs."

Northwest!