Halea's heels continue to click as she approaches a glowing cyan light in front of her.
As she descends further, her face comes into view - it's as blank as any face can be. Unimpressed. Expressionless. Tired. Heavily-lidded and burdened with apathy. She flicks the guiding flame in her hand away with a FSSHT.
The pathway levels out, leading to a wall of rock - in it is an enormous door-like gap, and covering that gap is a bright cyan wall of flame. It stands a couple stories tall, dwarfing Halea as she walks casually toward it. The flames rumble like a furnace with a FWOOOOOOM sound, echoing throughout the depths of the cave.