"Right path," Reyukal decided.
Without hesitation, the group veered toward the passage on the right.
They moved carefully, their formation tight and controlled. Reyukal led at the front, his senses fully extended. He had no intention of rushing blindly into the unknown. His role as captain demanded that every step be measured.
One wrong choice could doom them all.
The passage stretched on, gradually widening as they advanced. Darkness clung to the walls, where thick patches of mold spread unevenly across the stone. The flow of energy in the air was unstable... subtle, but unsettling. Only a few dim, luminous rocks offered any source of light.
Time passed.
After nearly half an hour of cautious travel, a faint glow appeared in the distance.
"There's light!"
"Did we find something?!"
Excitement rippled through the knights, their voices betraying their anticipation.
But Reyukal remained silent.
If anything, his expression darkened.
