Capítulo 448: Story 448: The Hall of Lions

The team entered the grand hall, their boots echoing off the polished marble floor. Massive stone lions flanked the crimson carpet that stretched down the center, leading to a gilded door at the far end. Ornate chandeliers hung above, casting warm golden light that gave the hall an almost ethereal glow. Yet, there was something unnerving about the stillness—an uneasy silence that made every breath feel amplified.

“This looks too regal to be a trap,” Bulwark muttered, gripping his weapon tightly.

“Regal is exactly how they bait you,” Ghost replied, his voice low as his masked face scanned every shadow.

Rook stepped forward, motioning for the team to spread out. “Stay alert. We’ve come too far to lose focus now.”

As they moved further into the hall, the lions seemed to come alive—not physically, but their eyes gleamed with an unnatural light. A low growl reverberated through the chamber, though none of the statues moved.