The team stepped into a vast underground chamber, its grandiosity taking them by surprise. Stone arches stretched high above their heads, the golden glow of embedded lights illuminating intricate carvings on the ceiling. The room was eerily silent, save for the faint sound of dripping water echoing through the vaulted halls.
“Looks medieval,” Shadow observed, her voice low as her eyes darted across the massive stone pillars.
“Not just medieval,” Ghost muttered, scanning the carvings with his visor. “The architecture resembles a blend of Gothic and Romanesque styles, but these symbols… they’re ancient. Older than any of those periods.”
Rook stepped forward cautiously, his weapon raised. “Stay alert. This place wasn’t meant to be found by accident.”
The team spread out, their boots crunching softly on the dusty floor. Viper examined a series of markings etched into one of the pillars. “These symbols… they look like some kind of map.”