It's not much further to the bottom now. A couple more meters and Ronan will be standing on blessedly flat terrain, where one wrong step won't leave him tumbling ass over head. The path widens here and he can lower his arms a bit, the balancing act unnecessary as each step becomes less hazardous. Relieved, he exhales slowly.

He's fairly confident he's made the descent undetected because no one's shot him with an arrow or a magic missile just yet. The ghost light is much more subtle than lantern light, hovering low to the ground, so maybe none of his enemies have caught sight of it. Still, he pulls a silver orb from its pouch and holds it ready in case he finds someone waiting for him when he reaches the crater floor.