The Sunken City of Vorago, which was once a crown jewel of Demonic Architecture, was now resting in ruin beneath the demonic sea, half consumed by coral as the buildings and foundations were still preserved by forgotten ancient magic.
The students were swimming around in various circles, allowing themselves to grow more comfortable in their Abyssal Descent Gear.
Their helmet visors projected faint runic overlays, translating spatial currents, life signals, and magical anomalies into glowing icons across their vision.
Even so, nothing could prepare them for the sight before them. The pathways that led out of the outpost immediately gave way to the open expanse of the magnificent city.
The floor, once smooth obsidian in the outpost, was now overgrown with sheets of luminescent algae that glowed in soft blues and purples. Crystalline corals jutted from collapsed towers, refracting light into shimmering fractals that danced across the ruins.
