บท 46: Chapter 46: The Abyssal Fortress

The fortress loomed ahead, its jagged spires piercing the swirling void like the claws of an ancient predator. Shadows danced across its surface, creating the illusion of movement on its obsidian walls. The closer we got, the heavier the air became, as if the very atmosphere was pressing down on us, warning us to turn back. 

"This place is alive," Silvermane murmured, her voice barely audible. Her wolves flanked her closely, their fur bristling as low growls rumbled from their throats. 

Ember's flames sputtered uneasily, responding to the oppressive energy. "It's like the entire fortress is watching us. I hate this." 

The Heartseed glowed faintly in my hands, its light wavering against the overwhelming darkness. Each pulse seemed to tug at me, urging us forward, but its energy was weaker than ever. 

"We're close," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Whatever's in there, it's the source of all this."