Bab 89: Dragons vs Nev

The labyrinth shuddered, echoing groans resonating through the crumbling stone as the vast expanse compressed towards a single chamber. Walls lurched closer, forcing the remaining participants into an uneasy convergence. Lana was confused as no other trial popped up no matter how many Chambers she entered. A tense silence hung in the air, replaced only by the sounds of stones grinding against each other as they moved.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the encroaching darkness. Elrohir, his face etched with a desperate purpose, stumbled into the chamber. His usually dark black hair was matted with sweat and dust, a testament to the battle he'd fought. His eyes, however, locked onto Lara with a laser focus that belied his fatigue and injuries.

Relief, laced with a dangerous edge, flickered in them. He had found his target. And Lara who had been tracking this assassin by the use of a spirit, had confirmed that this amn was indeed tge assassin.