Chapter 812: Chapter 812: The Collapse

The fortress trembled violently as Elara and Morgana raced through the darkened corridors, the walls shaking with the force of the collapsing obelisk. Every step felt like a gamble, as chunks of stone and debris fell around them, crashing to the ground with deafening intensity.

"Faster!" Elara shouted over the roar of the destruction behind them.

Morgana pushed herself harder, her legs burning from the exertion. She could still feel the residual magic from the obelisk clinging to her, like an oppressive weight pressing down on her chest. The magic was volatile now, unstable, and threatening to explode at any moment.

The corridor narrowed, forcing them to squeeze through a crumbling archway. On the other side, the sounds of collapse grew louder, echoing through the fortress like a monstrous groan. Elara glanced back for only a second and saw the ceiling beginning to cave in where they had just passed.