Finally the wall gives way, a putrid and chilling saltwater drains from the opening in the wall weakening the edges of the primal mouth cut into the barrier by the sword as if they were paper degrading under a flowing stream.
The chamber within is dark, perhaps made darker by wan green lights reflecting fluorescently from a distant. Shadows as much as currents give the room a sense of movement. Though it is hard to see too deeply in. If the waiting room to this chamber was disturbing, the aura of pervasive evil radiating off this chamber in near nauseating or titillating if you're into that sort of thing. The water continues to seep into the waiting room, it would be wise not to see what follows.