The group sat in tense silence, each member lost in their own thoughts. Tyler and the others consumed their Aura Pills and Prana Pills. Without natural Aura or Prana in the Abyss, these pills were their only way to maintain their strength. It had been over a week since they had arrived at this mysterious floor, a place where reality and illusion blended seamlessly.
Their objective remained unchanged—to find a way into the strange village without succumbing to its illusion.
"Do we really need to save him?" one of the grandmasters suddenly asked. "We just need to drag him to the spatial passage, right?"
"But we don't know where the spatial passage is," another grandmaster countered. "Divine sense doesn't work inside. If we go in blind, we might get swallowed by the illusion before we even find it."
"And how exactly are we supposed to drag him out?" someone else added. "The moment we step inside, we'll start turning into illusions too."