Azief does hear that there is many dark magic that uses newly born child souls. And each one of them is dark. And each one of them would have a price.
"This is not the time to think about souls" Azief thought to himself.
Azief opens his eyes and he could no longer sense that aura. But now, everything is different in his eyes
Because now he knows it exist. A kind of will that seems to be gestating. A force, beating with power. Like some kind of a heartbeat.
"What is this temple actually?" he thought to himself. It serves too many functions and have too many mysteries….even more so than what he was expecting
He keep walking but as he keeps walking he began to forget. Did he walk upstairs or downstairs?
Where is he going? Slowly, he feel dizzy.
Then he shakes his head and found that he is back to the ground level. He is still in front of the staircase