The air inside the ruins was heavy with an unnatural chill that clung to the skin. Every step Ryu made echoed faintly, devoured by the oppressive energy swirling around them. The faint glow of Voidfang intensified, as if warning of the dangers ahead.
Kaelith walked beside him, her staff radiating a soft light that pushed back the surrounding shadows. "This energy… it's unlike anything we've encountered before. The Abyss's presence here isn't just strong—it's deeply rooted."
Draven's grip on his axe tightened as he glanced back at Aris, who was scanning their surroundings with her bow drawn. "Feels like walking into a trap. If we weren't sure this was the heart of their operation before, we are now."
Ryu nodded, his stare set ahead on the corridor. The mere whispers which had tormented them earlier grew loud enough to be almost intelligible, as if unseen voices were trying to enter their minds.