When they reached the next lectern, Eira once again floated along at their side. Erik noticed she was having fun, likely due to the simple of joy of being helpful, and so he smirked fondly.
"The next one can only be done through illusion," Eira immediately explained, a smile on her lips. "It seems the creators wanted to test your, uhm…" she fell silent a moment, seemingly sunk into thought with pursed lips, "…revolutionary spirit? I think it would translate to?"
Erik and Naeku both raised eyebrows. Knowing what he knew, Erik could see why these long-dead people cared about this: because of their struggle against Yggdrasil. They knew Audumla would survive, and her plan would carry on, so they wanted an inheritor who was likely to carry on that legacy.
"There's not much to say about this one otherwise," Eira continued with a shrug. "Your memories will be suppressed once inside, so you won't remember anything, anyway."
