บท 342: Chapter 342: Journey to the Innermost Core

The air in the Sacred Library was thick with the scent of aged parchment and the faint hum of ancient magic. The towering shelves, filled with scrolls and tomes from eras long past, seemed to stretch infinitely upward, vanishing into the dim light of the high-vaulted ceiling. Elara, Elias, and Morgana moved silently through the labyrinthine aisles, their footsteps echoing softly against the stone floor.

"This place always feels like it's holding its breath," Elias whispered, his eyes scanning the shelves for any sign of the texts they needed.

Morgana nodded, her fingers trailing along the spines of the books as if the knowledge within them could seep into her skin. "There's a reason the ancients protected this library so fiercely. The power contained here... it's both a blessing and a curse."