The chamber was no longer just collapsing—it was unraveling, as though the abyss's core had been the only thread holding the ruins together. Chains shrieked and snapped in every direction, whipping through the air like serpents. The floor heaved underfoot, slabs of metal and concrete tilting and breaking away into the bottomless red glow beneath.
Keller dragged Min-joon across a splitting platform, his boots skidding on the shifting surface. "Move! Don't look down!" he barked, his voice raw, his lungs burning with dust and smoke.
Min-joon stumbled but kept going, his wide eyes fixed on the jagged fragments raining down into the void. Every crash echoed like thunder, and the crimson light beneath made each shadow look alive.
"Where's Lin?" Min-joon choked out between ragged breaths. "Tell me he—he didn't—"
Before Keller could answer, a violent surge of energy tore through the chamber. Crimson light exploded outward, flooding every corner, forcing Keller to shield his face.
