Finn pats Titan on the arm, taking a breath and looking around at the... carnage. If that next floor was worse than this, they're going to need the breather.

He opens his mouth to say as much when he spies the paper amongst all the twisted metal. A wave to Titan - an I got it - and he walks forward to pick up the slip and read it. Then blinks, furrows his brow, and reads it again...

Finn stands up and turns to the group. "Three faces. Three treacherous phases. Brute strength, magical malice, invulnerability and healing to stave off the impending assault. Its faces controlled by ancient stone. Tread carefully, those who seek the final key..." He shrugs and waves it in the air at them. "What's this supposed to be? We're getting warnings now?"