Lohan and Lisa continued to advance silently, sensing that the atmosphere on the fourth floor was much denser and more oppressive than the previous ones.
The air there was not only humid like the previous floors, but saturated with a sweet and intoxicating smell of Mana, which made Lohan's core vibrate in an uncomfortable resonance.
At the same time that he felt very uncomfortable there, something in him also felt very good, as if he had entered a perfect habitat for him.
As they glided through the shadows, Lohan's [Spatial Echo-Location] revealed the macabre architecture of the place.
The fossilized wooden walls were no longer smooth, but served as supports for dozens of silk cocoons that hung from the ceiling like rotten fruit. Inside some of them, he could distinguish, through [Thermographic Perception], small figures of fairies, goblins, kobolds, wolves, and other creatures whose heat signatures were almost extinct, their wings and bodies withered by constant drainage.
