The Labyrinth's Relentless Grip

The corridor they were in seemed to slope downward, deeper into the labyrinth, which didn't feel safe either, but they didn't have much choice. The upper floors were caved in. Maybe deeper sections would have an exit, or an alternate route leading back up to the surface. Or maybe we're just going in circles, Mikhailis thought with a pang of dread. But it was better than waiting for the next collapse.

He took a cautious step forward, guiding Rhea with him. Her face was drawn in pain, but she kept pace, each breath measured. Lira fell in behind them, scanning the darkness with watchful eyes.