The walls of Solmara hummed with ancient energy, the engravings glowing brighter with each passing second. The distant rumbling grew louder, the sound of grinding metal and shifting stone filling the air. Elias and his team stood frozen, weapons at the ready.
Lira slowly reached for her daggers. "I really, really hate that sound."
Marco adjusted his glasses. "This is—this is not supposed to be happening. This place has been sealed for centuries. There's no way it should still be… functioning."
Cecilia smirked. "Oh yeah? Try telling it that."
A massive mechanism within the walls shifted, and from the darkness of the fortress, something began to move.
Elias clenched his fists, his gauntlet vibrating with the energy radiating around them. "Stay sharp."
The first thing they saw was a glow—deep golden light flickering like an ember in the shadows. Then, with the screech of ancient gears, massive figures stepped forward from alcoves along the hallway.
They were golems—towering metal constructs, their bodies covered in the same Obsidian Vanguard engravings that lined the walls. Unlike the cursed sentinels outside, these weren't decayed warriors. They were machines—built for war, powered by technology that should not exist.
Ivy tensed. "They don't look hostile."
The golems stood in place, their glowing core symbols pulsing, as if analyzing the intruders.
Then, the fortress spoke.
A deep, reverberating voice echoed through the halls—not from any single source, but from the fortress itself.
"State your purpose."
Lira's eyes widened. "Okay. The building is talking to us now. That's new."
Elias exhaled. "We came to find the knowledge of the Obsidian Vanguard." He stepped forward, placing a hand against one of the glowing pillars. "We came to finish what they started."
Silence.
Then, the light within the fortress shifted, symbols rearranging, realigning. The golems turned their heads, scanning each of them one by one.
Then the voice spoke again.
"Trial required. Prove your worth."
Before anyone could react, the floor beneath them shook violently, and the golems' cores blazed with energy.
Reinhardt grinned, gripping his hammer. "Oh, now this is what I'm talking about."
Lira groaned. "Of course it's a trial. It's always a trial."
Elias activated his gauntlet, feeling the energy surging through him. "Then let's pass it."
The golems moved, ancient weapons whirring to life, and the battle for Solmara's secrets began.