I am dropping this book 6

The portal's light faded, spitting Vell and his team back into the tower's base. The heat of Floor 7's volcano was gone, replaced by a cool, heavy stillness. The air smelled old, like dust and forgotten things. The black stone walls loomed around them, glowing faintly with symbols that pulsed like a heartbeat. Seven floors down, and the tower still stretched up into the dark, its top nowhere in sight.

Ruby shook off the ash clinging to her cloak, her fox ears twitching. "That lava was awful! I'm glad we're out."

"Agreed," Wren said, stretching her arms. Her claws gleamed in the dim light, sharp as ever. "But what's next? This place doesn't give breaks."

Vell sheathed his Desert Fang dagger, eyes scanning the room. "We rest, then we climb. Floor 8's waiting."

Jia twirled her daggers, smirking. "Seven floors, seven wins. We're unstoppable."

"Don't jinx it," Jolly said, brushing soot from her hands. "Each floor gets harder."