The group stood before the grand stone door, its surface etched with ancient runes whose origins had long been forgotten.
The air vibrated with an electric tension, a silent warning of the trial ahead, no mere test of strength, but a fight for survival.
The corridor stretched endlessly, its stone walls worn by time and countless footsteps.
Dark green vines crept from the cracks, twisting with unsettling precision, as though reaching out to ensnare those who dared approach.
"Be ready"
Adrian's voice rang out, steady and commanding, though his eyes betrayed a rare flicker of unease.
He had faced countless monsters, but the oppressive aura that filled the air now felt... different.
The group nodded in unison, their bodies instinctively bracing for the unknown.
Each of them, aware of the challenge ahead, gathered their focus.
Lira, wand at the ready, glanced briefly at the others, her brows furrowed in silent concentration.