Shadow of the Ancients Run 008

The tower looms before them, its stone face weathered by centuries of wind and neglect. The gate stands sealed, ancient iron bands holding fast against time itself—yet something stirs within the shadows cast by the setting sun. Jeane steps forward, her fi...

The air crackled with residual magic as the gate's surge subsided into an ominous silence. The crack remained—a dark eye staring at them from the stone depths of the tower.