Lia's Unfortunate Fate

Pyris strode forward, his boots crunching against the jagged terrain of the labyrinth's heart. Behind him, Nysa and Alera followed in silence, their gazes heavy with expectation.

None of them seemed to be able to discern the meaning behind his actions.

The atmosphere was thick, weighted by more than just the stale air of the labyrinth. A chilling aura radiated from the towering gate that stood before them—the gate to the Guardian's domain.

Pyris's mind churned as he replayed the warnings Nysa had shared before they entered.

"You can't fight the Guardian as a group to kill it," Nysa had said firmly, her green shade eyes locking onto each member of the team. "If you try, the labyrinth will eject all of you without mercy—Throwing you out."

Her words had left no room for debate. The labyrinth's rules were absolute.