Following Raiya's lead, the remaining trio navigated the route Travis had successfully determined to be the correct path to traverse. While their female lead continued to refer to him as a stereotypical noun based on personality and profession, it was a decent change in gratitude and intrigue; at least in an amusing sort of way. Nemo, like last time of course, openly acknowledged and congratulated his efforts and wise thinking once more. While fame and the pleasantries of acknowledgement of his defiant skills as an Untalent in comparison to those born with more efficient reserve of mana were normally outside of his humbleness, it sometimes proved to be a guilty pleasure not to indulge in.

Further down the path, Nemo presented a rather unusual remark regarding the walls closing in as if to present an already familiar and observed fate. While Travis didn't respond, he knew what Nemo was talking about. [i]They better not[/i], initially thought Travis in reply to Nemo's statement but he was however confident in that they were safe for the time being once more.

Without realizing until it had already loomed over them, the narrow pathway they traversed only for a few minutes suddenly expanded into a massively large oval-shaped chamber. Unlike the rest of the architecture found in the previous sections of the catacombs, this stadium-sized place appeared unfinished as if construction of this chamber had suddenly ceased, leaving the rocky foundation left intact with portions of natural mana crystals growing out in certain sections. While it was a very unusual change in scenery in contrast to the pristine craftsmanship observed previously, it disturbingly added up to the presented emotional atmosphere with ancient stains of blood on the crude floor near the middle of the large cavity they stood in.

At the near center of this new room was a circle of wooden posts with brightly glowing mana crystals mounted on them. The crystals gave off a blue hue that radiated so intensely, the entire room despite its massive structure was illuminated. As impressive as that was, it paled in comparison to what laid upon the apex of a collected tower of rubble at the very center of the entire chamber. Up on the rising makeshift pillar was a larger violet-colored mana crystal of unusual design and properties. However, while its appearance was unremarkable, its unimaginable aura nearly dropped Travis to his knees. As an Untalent, he did need to use his mana-analysis to inspect the tremendous amount of mana that emanated before them. It was then Raiya referred to the purple crystal a the Paragon they had been searching for in which case Travis repeated in the back of his mind in marvel of their prize.

Reality snapped back into mind and being with Travis when Felix attempted to contact them right after over hearing Raiya's comment through their mana dials. But the quality of his voice was terribly garbled as if there was some sort of interference present within the room. While Travis still did not understand the device well enough, he deduced that the Paragon in all of its immense power, was likely to blame for their inability to communicate with Felix.

When proposed who would venture to claim the Paragon, Nemo volunteered to do so. While it seemed that they had finally completed their objective and claiming the Paragon would be a simple task now, previous events had proved though that this place was definitely unforgiving to those who did not keep an aware conscious around. Just at Nemo touched the Paragon, Travis suddenly found himself looking up at the cracked ceiling with his back to the poorly maintained ground. It took him several seconds in order to realize that and powerful pulse of some kind, likely kinetic based, had surged from the Paragon and as a result, easily sending all three in the party to the floor,

When did Travis eventually get himself back on his feet, he and everyone had then found the pillar of rubble at then reformed into a humanoid mass that Raiya quickly determined to be a golem. What was worse about this particular golem was that the Paragon, a crystalline construct of unimaginable power, was embedded into the golem's "head". Even Travis knew how bad this was as the Paragon now was acting as mana-battery for the golem; a battery filled with unending power.

"So..." began a very worried and yet optimistic sounding Travis as he slowly back away from the golem, "any ideas how can we stop something with an infinite well of mana backing it?"