I run my hands across the monolith's surface, my fingers reading its ancient runes. Suddenly, I am seized by some ancien

I run my hands across the monolith's surface, my fingers reading its ancient runes. Suddenly, I am seized by some ancient power, its otherworldly vision replacing my own.

Korvax Echoes bless with language. Do not resist. You are safe, child.

A liquid metal lasso emerges and wraps itself around my helmet. It freezes in place, before pulling my head into contact with the glow of the monolith.

The ancient stone is warm, and deep inside I hear the hum of an arcane technology as it prepares to unleash itself. I look up back up to the glyphs to try to guess why this might be happening. They talk to me in an alien tongue.