The portal opens onto a floor, filled to the brim with monsters of all sorts, a mix of powerful, brute combatants and potent magic users, clearly handpicked for their strength and abilities, and, curiously... all apparently unconscious. At the center of the floor looks to be a command center, surrounded by a heavy shield, where a fairly ordinary-looking human man sits, virtually unmoving, aside from his eyes, darting between dozens of different displays. However, the three of them can see the hundreds of lines of power, dancing forth from him; similar to the Beyonder-fused old man, leading the Children of the Light, hundreds of tethers, leading to various creatures throughout the tower. Without looking up, threads spread from him to all of the individuals in this room, filling them with life and consciousness, once again, as they begin moving into combat, as if they'd been fully prepared all along.<br/><br/>"Let us take care of this," Ama says, crushing the nearest one handily. "It's just designed to slow you down. They clearly didn't plan on anyone making it this far, this quickly."