My eyes widen. This room was filled with four stones. There was one engulfed in fire. One the color of water and icy cold to the touch. Another one was white, white as snow. What is this? The last one was tangled in vines. Earth. Fire. Air. Water.

Val leads me inside. 

"What is this Val?" I ask. 

"Surely you didn't think our world had two magical stones." He says.

This... this... this is beyond belief. He never told me about this. My hands shake.

"I have all of them, except-" He shows me an empty podium. 

"The Moonstone and the Sundrop." I say.

He nods.

"I need all six stones for-" He shows me a carving.

There were words engraved on the wall. There was a multi-colored stone.

"The Orathon." He says.

"What the-" I start.

I've never seen this before. How can there be so many stones? What is this power?

"The Orathon is the mightiest of all. It can only be made with all six. And something more..." He says. 

"Which is?" I look at him.

"A human sacrifice." He says.

My eyes widen. I draw back.

"You mean me?" I ask.

"Yes." He nods.