Tower - Room 82

You enter a gloomy hall illuminated by pale blue light. The icy and frigid atmosphere is less oppressive here. A large recess reveals a chamber inhabited by two figures: a robed man kneels before a woman standing on white flame. You listen and discover that these two have mutual respect for each other. They speak of old grimoires, forgotten wizardry, and powers lost to time. The lady turns to you calmly as if already aware of your presence.

A dimensional visitor. Your audience is intriguing but unwanted. Touch that wisp of light to begone from here.