A problematic dungeon

The next dungeon was… strange. Ethan had expected something familiar—a dense forest, a barren desert, or even an underground labyrinth. Instead, the moment they stepped through the portal, they found themselves standing on a platform of clouds, floating in what seemed to be an endless sky.

Ethan's stomach dropped. His immediate instinct was to test his footing, half-expecting the fluffy white clouds beneath them to be illusionary. But when he stomped his foot, the surface was solid—strangely soft but firm enough to stand on.

"Master… where are we?" Lia asked, her voice carrying an uneasy edge.

Ethan scanned the endless horizon of blue sky stretching all around them. There were no landmarks, no ground below them—just sky, sky, and more sky. His anxiety skyrocketed at the realization.

"This… could have been really bad," he muttered under his breath, rubbing his temple.