The shadows seem to enwrap the Logokron, pulling her deeper and deeper into the dark bowels of the tower--doubtless whatever manner of beast the twenty mile long spine once belonged too--a portion of its magical power yet remains within the wasting tower. The dark maelstrom of shadow contorts and writhes around her--then all round her becomes red and the Logokron sees blood all about her, veins, lymph tissue, and ligaments even small organs suspended like unborn children in anionic sacks.<br/><br/>And there comes a heartbeat--wane and feint--but it is there.<br/><br/>Then the sea of blood parts for her--that she may step out from it unstained by blood.<br/><br/>Does the creature, or some part of it yet live?<br/><br/>The ballroom is massive with bone walls and a ceiling clouded in darkness. A buffet of soul gems, maiden, flesh, and larvae has been set before a host of powerful fiends--the bidding has just begun.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">So, you can summon a servant or avatar to represent your character and continue onward if you like, or you can watch the auction and participate.</div></div>