As the light dissipated, the pack's eyes adjusted to the dimmer surroundings. The chamber, once filled with the intense radiance, now seemed dull and quiet. But their attention was quickly drawn to the items lying on the ground, scattered as if left behind by an unseen force.
One item caught Malakai's eye - a staff, identical to the one the hunched humanoid had wielded. Its dark wood surface seemed to absorb the faint light, giving it an ominous appearance. The staff lay still, its power seemingly dormant.
Nearby, a glass bottle glimmered, its transparent surface reflecting the faint luminescence of the mushrooms. The bottle contained a blue liquid, which pulsed with a gentle, soothing energy. The pack could sense its calming properties, a stark contrast to the chaos they had just endured.