Cale keeps pace with the group as they flee the city, not speaking as she runs alongside them. Only when the strange white figure speaks of the fates and gods lending their blessings does she break her silence, murmuring in disbelief, "But we failed!"

The Tiefling has no time to press this objection before the figure is gone, and she and her companions find themselves suddenly underground. She doesn't move from her spot as she takes in the new scene, reads the words on the floor, and examines each of the three columns in turn. Finally, hooves clicking sharply on the onyx floor, she approches the glass pillar marked "cerebelli". She hesitantly extends a hand toward its surface, then stops. Her thoughts seem ordered enough now...but how can a broken mind be trusted to judge when it is no longer broken?

Glancing back over her shoulder at the others, she asks a bit uncertainly, "Should I try it?"