Adrian's soft, almost airy voice, accompanied by a long, lazy yawn, struck like a crushing blow, shattering the last shred of courage remaining among the players in the vast domed hall. An oppressive atmosphere descended over the place. Not a single person dared to voice an objection or hesitate for even the briefest moment.
"I remember! I remember the western route very clearly! I'll draw it out right now!" One of them immediately crawled forward, both hands trembling so badly that he nearly dropped the roll of parchment. He hurriedly used a broken piece of charcoal to redraw the entire layout, including every passage, hidden turn, and trap their party had encountered.
"I... I'll go find your companions! Right now! We'll leave immediately!" Several other groups of players hurriedly bowed their heads. Without needing anyone to tell them what to do, they spun around and rushed straight toward the gray stone doors as if this place itself were the most terrifying dungeon in existence.
