Round 79

Seraphine's breath catches in her throat as she sees what lies ahead—a vast chamber filled with ancient artifacts and the unmistakable stench of decay. The air itself seems to hum with dark energy, a palpable weight that presses against her skin. "By the Goddess..." she mutters, her fingers tightening around her staff. "This place... it's wrong." She turns to Jeane, her sharp eyes reflecting both concern and grim determination. "We need to move quickly. The creature won't stay trapped forever, and I'd rather not face whatever else might be down here."