[ The journey into the temple felt more than a little ominous but Steve pushed the apprehension aside to keep a careful eye on everything. Anything catching them off guard could spell trouble.

With a deep breath, he stepped into the threshold, staring up at an intricate design of what appeared to be letters. ]

You don't happen to read ancient possibly dead unknown languages, do you? [ He offered a tilt of his head before he stepped fully inside of the temple. ] Good news is - I'm still alive. Bad news is - the smell is terrible.