The next chamber had nothing.
No shifting platforms, no glowing nodes, no enemies waiting with spears or sigils.
What was before then was a long, circular room made entirely of black stone. The walls curved smoothly, so polished they almost reflected the pale glow of Kai's floating light orb. The only sound was the faint echo of their boots on the floor.
Kai exhaled, rubbing at the raw welt on his shoulder where the light elemental had burned him.
"Empty," he muttered, scanning the space with his mana sight.
It was flooded with ambient mana, as every room had been, but there were no signatures, no hostile intent pressing down on his senses.
For once, just silence.
Vepice leaned against the wall, cradling her right arm. One of the wind elemental's strikes had left a deep gash along her forearm, wrapped now in a strip of shadow-infused cloth that Kai had tied tight. Her breathing was still ragged from the fight.
