The cloaked figure knelt before the statue, bowing deeply.
"My Lord," the figure began, their voice echoing in the cavernous chamber.
"I have sensed a powerful disturbance in the flow of energy. Someone has experienced an epiphany."
Silence ensued. A few minutes passed just like that.
"An epiphany?" The voice that came from the statue was deep and resonant, filled with a cold authority. "Where?"
Strangely the statue's mouth didn't open at all.
It was as if the voice was emanating directly from the statue itself, reverberating through the chamber.
"My lord I didn't have the time to investigate."
Whoosh.
The cloaked figure was thrown across the chamber, crashing against the cold stone wall.
A sharp, painful gasp escaped their lips as they struggled to their knees, their head bowed in submission.