Kain stared at the strange devices he had collected, now laid out in front of him on the stone platform.
Each one was covered in intricate patterns of faintly glowing sigils, but what was likely once a brilliant purple light was now barely flickering.
The chamber itself remained bathed in the soft, golden glow of its mysterious healing energy, but Kain's mind was elsewhere. He had hoped that simply placing the devices on the platform would reactivate them, but it was clear now that whatever golden energy was powering this room was not compatible with them. What they needed was likely the violet energy derived from the planet's core, but had been almost completely drained from the ruins over time.
Prismarin, perched beside Serena, watched with an unusually serious expression. "These objects likely ran on energy drawn from the core of this world," Kain explained to it, upon seeing it glaring at his inaction.
