His eyes snapped open and he looked around cautiously, searching for the guard. But there was no sense of life or movement around him. It was just him and the stone statues. And maybe the wyverns that occasionally flew overhead.
Over all, the aura of the Hall of stones gave off a very powerful melancholic and evil aura, filled with bloodlust and unwillingness, bearing the resentment of thousands of powerful soldiers who died untimely, despite their special abilities. There was a thick aura of darkness which seemed to surround the entire place despite the fact that the sun was high up in the sky. Unlike the other parts of the perilous lands, this place has bright light, instead of being gloomy. However, despite the bright sunlight, the moment Anthony entered deep inside of it, the aura became gloomy, and there was an invisible chill, as if someone was blowing an evil wind around.