The walls shifted again, an unsettling groan filling the air as if the labyrinth itself was alive, watching, waiting. Alex barely had time to react before the path beneath their feet buckled, forcing the group to change course. His heart thudded against his chest as the passage constricted, the darkened corners of the labyrinth pressing in from all sides. They had barely caught their breath since the Minotaur attack, and now, the maze seemed to close in on them once more.
“Marcus?” Alex called out, his voice carrying just enough to be heard over the ominous rumble. “Which way?”
Marcus, ever the strategist, didn’t hesitate. “This way,” he said, his voice calm despite the circumstances, motioning forward as he pushed ahead, his torch flickering with every movement. The group followed, with Rina bringing up the rear to make sure nothing unexpected came from behind.