This huge clearing consists of a grassy field in which stand thousands of stone statues. Each statue depicts a different strange denizen of the First World, from mire worm to treant to linnorm to nymph and more, and each is encrusted with moss and grime, all cracked or shattered into pieces. At the center of the clearing rises a low but strangely round hill, atop which rises a three-hundred-foothigh tower of white stone with a peak consisting of three conical rooftops. An immense archway gapes at the base of the tower, wide and tall enough for a pair of elephants to walk through side by side.<br/><br/>As the group approaches the tower, Devaguea will feel a sudden chill run down his spine; if he looks up towards the peak of the tower, he will catch a fleeting glimpse of a figure, watching them - even at this distance, her green eyes seem to bore into his very soul, before ducking back out of sight. Were it not for that, he'd likely think the whole thing was just his imagination.