It was pleasing for Travis to know that someone else was sharing his same line of thinking. However, the individual in question was none other than Raiya whom Travis still felt weary of but nonetheless was satisfied of their equal conclusion. She was right that the theme this room represented didn't appear to relate to any Academia mannerisms, instead, as Raiya pointed out, seemed to correlate with a more religious tone. Curious how that came into being. Perhaps another organization gave its influence here too in order to safeguard the Paragon?

As Travis pondered more on the subject, Raiya had shifted her earlier focus and unexpectedly in a quick mana-infused swipe of her blade, just barely catching Travis' eye, the entrance they came through moments ago then had become sealed with a larger slab blocking their escape route. Just before Travis could understandably object to this course of action, the coffins around and above them suddenly began to glow brilliantly, reacting to the now obvious trap that had been sprung. In eerie fashion, the gleaming coffins slowly opened revealing their skeletal occupants to stir and clatter as they arose and crawled forth from their tombs.

Startled by this sudden turn of events, Travis took several steps back, distancing himself away from several now-walking skeletons treading towards him while their soul-piercing eyes glowed the same hue as the mana crystal. When one of them jolted into a lunge, Travis hesitated only for a instant before casting a repulsion spell, sending his lanky foe crashing against the opposing wall, falling into disarrayed fragments. Despite his attack, the skeletons still advanced toward him unfazed.

“Well I’m happy you’re getting want you wanted!” Travis said aloud in response to Raiya’s initial comment of the situation before repelling another skeleton with another spell, sweat already beginning to form above his forehead as each discharge sapped him of his already limited mana reserves.

It was then a loud rumbling occurred before him did he freeze his place and slowly turned his head to investigate the disturbance. A massive casket rose from the floor and soon too opened, bringing forth the undead skeletal remains of an orge lumbering into the room. Its size was nearly half that of the entire space above them and displaced many of those around it with ease.

“Uh…you can have it,” Travis worriedly commented as he backed away all the while continuing to repell his own attackers.