Wing stood still before the door. There was a silence that was worse than having your nails ripped off, one by one.
Wing stood still before the great door, unable to make a move. His black aura was now enormous. He looked behind him, trying to find Zevon. Zevon stood off to the side, his humongous yellow aura almost shielding his cold face.
Wing turned around to face the door. The silence was broken only by the sweat dropping from Wing’s brow to the hard stone floor.
Suddenly, Wing’s energy ripped away from his body and shot towards the door, entering a large crevice in the middle of it. In what had once been an empty crevice, a shadowy jewel appeared. The door then slowly creaked open, causing the whole chamber to quake.
The doors were open wide, and nothing was visible on the inside.
A great and powerful voice rang throughout the chamber, shaking the earth with it’s uncanny power.
“Enter.”

Wing walked slowly forward, unknowingly walking into the very heart of The Spectrum.