Maura closes her eyes, when he stops them, focusing her Detect Magic on the room ahead. "Yes... strong, wicked magic. Worse than what was in the forest. I count.. six, no... eight. Eight of them, and something much... bigger, just beyond my sight." She dismisses the spell. "They're evenly spaced, along the walls, I presume."<br/><br/>When they look into the room, it's a large, wide hall, with stone columns dominating most of the space in the middle. Small alcoves, that might once have held statues, now hold the grotesque guardians.