Noticing that Argenti wasn't going to speak and seeing the growing unrest amongst the group, Obsidian sighed and begrudgingly replied, "We are as clueless as you are, we do not know what these creatures are or where they hail from. The only hints we had that they even existed was due to a series of strange occurrences, Gatekeepers disappearing and Gates going rogue among some of those events. There is a threat that we are facing of which we have never encountered before. All we do know at this point is that these creatures are specifically targeting us. Most of our abilities have proven useless against them however, we are aware of one weakness they have. These monsters seem unable to break into this Grand hall, I believe they are weakened against the pure and ancient quintessence material that these doors and walls are made of, unfortunately, we don't have any more of this material. Actually, this hall is likely made of the only quintessence material in all of the 400 realms. Hence this is our only safe haven until we come up with a solution. We will rest and recover here."
