The cavern's mushrooms glowed brighter as she explored further. Each step revealed hidden crevices, more pools, and unexpected beauty: crystals embedded in walls that hummed faintly when touched, small insects shimmering with soft energy, and faint trails of footprints left by other explorers long ago. Lira marked each point carefully, noting energy patterns in her mind. These trails and signs were subtle hints, perhaps left intentionally by those who had once sought Spirit here.
At one particularly deep pool, she leaned closer and watched her reflection ripple. The axolotls gathered around her, brushing against her hands in a synchronized dance. She could feel an echo of the Spirit in their gentle movements, a reminder that she was not alone, even in these hidden depths.
