He stayed between the two pillars, not moving, only glancing up once without apparent concern as the entire room felt like it was shaking, and then shaking his head. "So ostentatious, you would think I was about to get a final boss preview."<br/><br/>He turned as the wall behind him slid open, the grating noise, while soft, enough to get his attention. He stared at the massive eye, noting the color, the fact it was slit like a cat, and its sheer size, a bead of terror trickling down his spine. He stared at an eye that was impossible, it should collapse under its own internal pressure and weight, finally having the last of his doubts about whether this was just a hoax, or actually somewhere where physics as he understood it did not truly exist. Parts of it likely did, that he was still functioning proved that, but that eye, and what his D&D knowledge tried to identify it as, were a flat out impossibility without something beyond physics supporting it, smoothing out the impossibilities. His mouth felt dry, and he pulled out his canteen, forcing himself to stay calm, though he had to use both hands on the one gallon container, and couldn't quite hide the fact they shook slightly. He slipped the container back into the backpack, and nodded to the eye, before rather calmly, all things considered, identified it. "Dragon. Gold dragon, likely at least a very old if I had to guess."