Chapter 458 - Chapter 455 – Greywood Labyrinth

Thick, dark gray mist greeted them the moment they crossed the dimensional rift's demarcation line. The air inside Greywood felt much heavier, colder, and full of moisture that clung to the skin like a wet blanket. Every breath felt like inhaling thin mist carrying the scent of damp soil, old moss, rotting roots, and the faint metallic smell of dried blood. Sylvia walked at the front calmly, her elegant black-and-white dress fluttering gently in the strange dimensional wind that did not belong to this world. On her right, Stacia held her thick grimoire tightly, her fingers ready to open it at any moment. On her left, Alicia held her wooden magic staff in a ready stance, her silver eyes sweeping the surroundings warily. The golden kitten Naga Emas, Sol, walked gracefully on Sylvia's shoulder, its golden eyes narrowed sharply, its golden fur slightly bristling with caution.