Aldred and the viking stared at each other. Both of them were in a stand-off staring contest from a distance. Aldred thought he would fight them to activate the last 12 crystals, but the other group started fighting each other, and it took them hours to activate the crystals.
All the crystals glowed and they were making weird sounds. It wasn't a magical-type sound, but a machine-like sound.
Suddenly, the crystals on the ceiling shattered. And a person in a dark robe slowly descended from above. His clothes fluttered, and softly, his bare feet landed on the cold hard ground.
Aldred's system did not detect any levels from this person, but the aura he exuded was powerful. He could see it with his godly eyes.
"This is not something we can fight alone," Aldred said. The viking seemed to notice that as well, as they warily stared at the man in the robe.