Tunde got to his feet a while later, staring at the entrance to the next chamber that had ground open a while ago. Shadowfang gripped in his hand vibrating subtly, its wolf head brimming with the raw Ethra it had consumed, Tunde carefully moved towards the entrance to the next room, staring into the well-lit space. Built with holes in the walls all around him, his Ethra sight took in the surroundings, a mixture of multitudes of Ethra affinities floating weakly around. He heard the door close up behind him, the silence in the air somehow loud as his footsteps echoed softly till he stood in the middle of the room.