[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/h6OCm6X.png[/img] [color=a187be]Level 9 - EXP 64/90[/color] The Midnight Walk - Winterhold College [b]Word Count:[/b]851 +1 EXP [/center] [hr] The Omnic held his forehead against his palm as he reoriented his groundings. While it was annoying for the group to have detoured so greatly from their main objective, it was best, in Ramattra’s mind, not to fight the situation. He was positive the other Seekers were nearby. Even with his limited knowledge in magic, it wouldn’t make sense for the magical item to drag them all in without some form of purpose. There was nothing he could do other than make sense of his surroundings. The room appeared virtually empty, other than the odd pulsating structure in the middle of the room. “Great. I suppose I should gather my bearings.” With a sigh, he clambered to his three legs and tried to ignore the eerie magic presence for the moment. He couldn’t make sense of where he was immediately, pacing the walls of the room for any clues or devices that would help clue him in to what he was looking at. Next was the floor, as he swept every tile with the weight of his leg, ensuring that there were no booby traps or activation plates around. Clicking the latch to his encased Leaded Ball, he released Kashmir as well, perhaps to investigate for any ground loot or small spaces he missed. Near one of the sets of double doors, Kashmir happened to find something, an item that might have been below Ramattra's notice. It appeared to be a door stop, just a simple wedge of hard material designed to keep doors open, although this one seemed just a little fancier than the average doorstop. It was black metal, with gold edges, and unlike the stone tiles in here it felt ever-so-slightly warm to the touch. More than anything, he was clearing the room to ensure it was truly secure for his… “thorough investigation” of the orb’s purpose in this structure. At first, The Omnic waved his hand in the air, feeling the odd energy permeating the room despite not having the means to feel. “Interesting… The area here is rich with… something.” He was enamored by the feeling- encouraging him to investigate further. He placed his palm on the exterior shell of the magic relic, feeling the magic coursing within as he extended his digits flat-handedly on its rotating surface. Perhaps it was foolish and more so dangerous, but could Ramattra be strong enough to force the metallic shell open to investigate the crystalline formation within? Physical sensations were impossible for the Omnic to feel- yet undeniably, he FELT whatever energy was present in this room. It made Ramattra realize why people in magical worlds often go mad with power, but he was alone, was he not? Who would be there to stop him from doing something so reckless? Activating nemesis form, he approached the spherical structure, injecting himself with Alchemist Cocktail as well, and clutched two openings amidst the rotating shell, attempting to pry the eye of the structure open. Some sort of foreign energy began to flood the Omnic's systems, instantly setting off his self-diagnosis subsystem's alarm bells. A shell of translucent light blue energy, not unlike a force field, surrounded him. Then it began to thicken inward, dissolving Ramattra's exterior and converting it into more energy one rapid millimeter at a time. [hider=Holy Shield] (Ramattra has gained 1 stack of Holy Shield that can completely negate any one instance of direct damage. For every second of exposure, he'll lose 5% max HP and gain another stack)[/hider] The thrill of energy was exhilarating, as the Omnic clutched on for an additional two seconds- his exterior now glossed in blue glow. He ripped his hand out of the eye, finally, realizing the damage it had done to his already weakened state. He really should seek medical care at the end of this mission. The three stacks of shield he acquired surely could protect him from lethal blows, but Ramattra could feel his stamina strained from his contact with the odd orb. Perhaps it was time to press on. Before Ramattra could enter the next area, however, Kashmir came running with the wedge he found- atop his head. “Daruru!” The Pokémon cheered, offering the helpful tool to its master. ‘ “Ah! Great work, Kashmir. Perhaps you will have earned some snacks later.” The Darumaka cheered playfully as he jumped beside the Omnic. “Now come- help me open this door.” The small Pokémon approached the set of double doors with his master, pushing with all its might as the door began to slowly swing open, revealing the next room… [hr] [center][b]The Pool[/b] [img]https://i.imgur.com/ahLWtoo.jpeg[/img][/center] The Omnic entered a rather small square room with two doors. Its main feature is a square pool of clean, fresh water with steps leading down into it. There is a bucket, a shovel, a rope of small connected flotation canisters, and a sign on the wall with the pool rules. On one side is an odd column, and part of the column in the water seems slightly different from the rest of it. Ramattra placed the doorstop between rooms- stopping the door from closing behind him.