Tabris inclined his head to where his eyes had seen movement, "Welcome to the Tower child," how many times had he said this already? He had lost count. Whether the centuries shake or time itself begins to crumble, he knows that he will always be here, in the Tower. Another Challenger appeared, this was slightly uncommon, though not unheard of, after all, all the other levels would accept Challengers in one go.<br/><br/>"This is the first floor of the Tower of Babel. I know you may have some questions, but I have to ask you to wait. Past that gate, is a larger cavern. In it there is a Sand Worm and you are supposed to get past it and into the exit. The exit is where the light is. Some of you may wonder what the Sand Worm is and I better tell you just in case you think this would be a child's game. This Sand Worm is as large as a small house, normally it is quite tame unless provoked but it had just came out of its hibernation just a few days ago and is very hungry, not to mention, aggressive. Now the one or two other challengers who were eaten did not seem to sate its hunger so I will wish you all the best." He paused, tapping his head with the nagging thought he forgot something.<br/><br/>"Oh yes, you will need these too. One for each, no need to be greedy." Blue liquid coiled in the air, increasing in viscosity until three orbs, smaller than the size of a palm, rested his outstretched hand. "These are your Watchers. They allow you to communicate with others, have a dimensional translator, create contracts with the other Guardians and of course keep in sync with the Tower time. It can also turn corporeal and incorporeal at your command."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Aedan took the orb and weighed it in his hand, the thing was heavier than it looked. After a moment of looking at the object, a pair of neon wings materialised and allowed it to take flight beside him. "Incorporeal!" And it was gone. His attention turned ahead once more as the man, gestured and the gates swung open.<br/><br/>He stepped forward, the ground was much looser compared to the ones back at home, it yielded to his every step.<br/><br/>++++++<br/><br/>A few hours later, Tabris watched as a man entered his vision. His gait was almost enough to confirm him something else other than a Challenger. Tabris closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them, he found the man standing before him silently.<br/><br/>Instructions were given and a Watcher was issued. But as the man took the little orb device into his hands, the orb seemed to melt, its appearance changing. Soon, the Watcher appeared to be woven with steel threads as its appearance solidified. It was... unsurprising but those with knowledge of how to use Psyche would have their Watchers automatically change to a physical reflection of their person.