Daniel is standing in the entrance to a grand chamber. The floors are covered by a thick layer of dust, but I can almost see the reflection of the room in them anyway. Polished up, this floor probably has a mirror shine.

There are columns leading down the room, holding up a ceiling covered in a mural of a battle between dragons as they fly around a mountain. Presumably, the one we’re inside of.

“Do you think this is what happened to them?” Petra asks.

I shake my head. ...