The presence in the heart of the Cult of the Umbral Pact's temple was always thick, the air heavy with the scent of incenses. Murals depicting the slumbering Ebony Dragon lined the obsidian walls, lit eerily by flickering torches that cast dancing shadows. At the epicenter, upon a raised dais crafted from bone-white rock, floated Obscure Umbra Cookie in a meditating pose.

Even in stillness, absolute power radiated from them, demanding silent reverence.