Round 43

I take a deep breath, steeling myself against the oppressive atmosphere. "Jeane has a point," I say softly, though my voice carries clearly in the narrow corridor. "Whatever power activated this door, it's ancient and likely hostile. But we came here for a reason—to retrieve the Time-Splitting Sword and break this curse.". I pull out my spellbook, flipping through its pages with trembling fingers. "Let me consult some protective wards that might shield us from whatever magic is at work here.

As I search for the right incantation, I can't help but notice how the stone beneath our feet seems to vibrate with each pulse of light from deeper within. The very air feels alive with dark energy, and I wonder if Varrika and Halie are safe above—if they're even still alive after that fall. "We need to be careful," I warn, looking up from my book. "This entire place could be one giant trap designed to feed on the unwary."