Down into the stairs the group travels. The torches seem unnatural, omitting more light then they should. And as the group travels deeper, oddly enough the torches seem to be brighter. The group walks down a hallway trudging across waterways of the sewer system. After walking for about fifteen minutes, all of a sudden the mud, the waterways end and then the group walks onto a new and finely carved stone walkway. Then they begin to hear the chanting. It alternates from one voice talking undecipherable, followed by a crowd cheering together 'All hail the Unconquered Sun'. Then more single person talking then the chorus 'All Hail the Unconquered Sun'.
The group comes to a junction, where the torches split off in three directions. Left and right go up curving stairwells, ahead of the group their is four robed silhouettes standing in front of two open doors with a immense glow coming from the room. The figures seem to all be holding spears, though looking into the room and not back towards the way they are supposed to be guarding.