[Salone]

Na'lsa laughed under his breath, not seeming to care what exactly lay shrouded inside. He stepped forward, follow Asasiah.

"Then we shall murder the Murderer."

In the back of his mind, Na'lsa felt a slight stirring of fear. Whether it was his or Lev's was to be decided, but he stifled it quickly. Within this shrine, this unknown temple lay something extraordinary. And if he could have just one taste of the forbidden meat that sprung forth from the consumers of the forbidden fruit, well...he salivated at the thought. He had been surviving on meat that served to only fuel his need for consumption. Something like this...would be a spectacular boon.

There was no room for fear. Only hunger. Only desire. He would devour or die. He mentally prepared himself for what lay ahead, and crossed the threshold of the shrine.