Chapter 172 Hunt 2

As the group moved deeper into the dungeon, the air grew colder, and the walls seemed to close in around them. The atmosphere was heavy with a sense of foreboding, and each step echoed ominously through the narrow, twisting corridors. The torches they carried barely pierced the darkness, their flickering light casting long, dancing shadows against the ancient stone walls.

The first trap they encountered was a classic but deadly design: a narrow hallway lined with pressure plates. One wrong step would trigger a barrage of arrows from hidden slots in the walls. The floor was littered with bones—grim reminders of those who had come before and failed. Lucifer, his senses sharp, gestured for the group to halt.

"Stay back," he whispered, crouching down to examine the ground. "These pressure plates are all connected. We need to find the safe path through."