บท 142: Garden

The group pressed forward, their steps echoing down the seemingly endless staircase.

The flickering torches on the walls grew dimmer, casting elongated shadows that danced around them, making it feel as though unseen eyes were watching their every move.

As they descended further, the air grew heavier, almost suffocating, as if something ancient and malevolent lay in wait, drawing them deeper into its lair.

Suddenly, the staircase opened up into a vast underground chamber.

Massive stone pillars lined the room, each inscribed with strange symbols that seemed to pulsate with a faint, unnatural light.

In the center of the chamber was a towering stone door, adorned with intricate carvings of monstrous faces, each contorted in silent screams.

A sickly, dark mist seeped through the cracks of the door, creeping along the floor like a living thing.

Dandi exhaled, tightening his grip on his longsword. “I’ve got a feeling we’re close.”