'We have finally reached the inner area of the tomb.'
Atlas first made an observation about his environment before mindfully watching the person across from him.
There was only one, but it didn't look like he'd just been transported here. Unlike Atlas, he was never disoriented. He kept his eyes on the person in front of him.
'And, his blade is already drawn.'
The man was roughly the same age as him and had a common brown hair color. His face was not recognizable, particularly because it was coated in dust from multiple days of living in an underground environment.
'That environment must be this system of corridors.'
The space was much wider than before and looked to be linear and leading somewhere.
'This trial…'
Atlas was not surprised when the man in front of him attacked.
A sword came flying towards his neck, forcing him to dodge to the side.
'...requires us to fight against one another.'