The hallway was narrow.
Cold.
Silent.
Suho and Hajun followed the staff member, a thin man in gray robes with a expressionless face. through a maze of corridors beneath the coliseum. Their footsteps echoed against stone walls. The air smelled of old dust and lingering mana.
There was lingering tension among them after that small encounter with Yuna.
Hajun leaned closer to Suho.
"I don't like this."
"You don't like anything."
"I like food."
Suho didn't respond.
They turned a corner.
And there it was.
The Teleportation Chamber
The room was small.
Intimate.
Almost claustrophobic.
The walls were made of rough-hewn stone, ancient and worn. Crystals embedded in the ceiling glowed soft blue, casting pale light across the space. But the door—
The door was something else entirely.
