(Kli: That was in chronological order, and you are essentially observing multiple points in time at once because of the one-challenger-at-a-time thing.)
The Hummingbird Philosopher enters and seems to think for a moment before continuing inward.
The Lost Wood Elf walks in, looks around, lays out a bed of special cotton, and sleeps.
The Luminee Pilgrim strides into the labyrinth and prays for guidance.
The Hummingbird Monk flutters in and observes the footsteps before continuing.
What do they see?
Yaos:
Quartz Dragon:
"Deal, I guess."The dragons fight. Most of the Ikakus' energy blasts are reflected or transmit through the quartz dragon, forcing both to fight claw-to-claw. Both of them withdraw out of exhaustion.
The 10 paladins, annoyed at having been beaten before, slaughter the controller angel. The controller angel is now annoyed, but the 10 paladins are pleased.
A generic angel fights 50 paladins. The 50 paladins win.
(I'm not exactly doing these death battles with much thought by necessity, so don't expect the results to hold up in more serious situations.)
The Duondio seems to be in the care of the Inquisition. I'm not sure how much time has passed, but let's just say he's now 7 or 9 or so.
The riots on Keshan seem to be about bored adolescents wanting something to do, outrage over random murders, the poor wanting food, scandals involving the local governors, and more contrived things.
Jeffrey appears. "Hiding, Yaos. I'm not as strong as even your weakest angels." He looks around for a second at what he imagines are frowning angels.
"Not that there are any of those here."
Azem:
You appear at a Mountwyrm capital, where many are rioting for assorted reasons with a greater focus on shinies. The rioting pauses for a second and continues again.
Serac:
You wait for a while, but there is nothing.