Chapter 122 - The Road to the Ruined City
The journey from the Oracle's chamber was marked by an eerie silence. Even Greg, who always had a sarcastic remark at the ready, seemed subdued. The words of the Oracle weighed heavily on all of them.
"The Gate does not open for the unworthy."
Mallory led the way, her mind replaying the cryptic warning. It wasn't just about reaching the Forgotten Gate—it was about proving themselves worthy before it. But what did that entail?
The underground tunnels eventually gave way to a massive stone staircase that spiraled upward. The walls were lined with decayed murals, depicting figures standing before what seemed to be the Gate. In some, they stood tall; in others, they were kneeling—or worse, reduced to dust.
Greg shuddered. "Okay, I don't like the whole 'some people make it, some people get obliterated' theme we've got going on here."
Quinn exhaled. "Wouldn't be the first time we've taken risks like this."