Illusion magic

"Anyways, Zi, did you see anything abnormal here?" Orion inquired as he launched numerous thin golden threads from his body. The threads spread like a shimmering web, wrapping around the hunters sprawled across the floor, each thread pulsating with a faint glow.

"Your suspicion was correct, Master. The anomalies occurring within the floor are not natural, nor are the disturbances outside," Zi replied, her tone grave. The weight of her words caused a frown to immediately etch itself on Orion's face as he grasped the implications.

"Tsk..." He chuckled bitterly, anger evident in his eyes. Releasing his hold on the golden threads, which dissipated like sparks, he commanded, "Continue rescuing the hunters. I need to clear this dungeon quickly."